Give it Up

[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ] Yo, I got a word for a skee tryin to bust me All they gotta do is just give up that pussy Girls, save the drama, cause I know you're in heat Spread your legs and get ready for the Compton meat I'm a hound, cause the twat makes the Eiht go wild Throw your legs on my shoulder, or doggy style Got to play the role like a punk-ass skee Next thing that you know is, you give it to me Girls in Compton say they ain't with it Save the drag, stupid bitch, in other words, quit it Cause I deliver quick fast like Roto-Rooter Say the dick ain't potent, crazy duck, I shoot her First you tell me 'no', then you tell me 'yes' In a week you're sayin 'maybe', then you say 'I guess' ??? Compton ain't the Eiht, so what All I know is that I'm a pussy hound, and you got to give it up [ Chorus ] (Give it up, you give it up You know what's on my mind Give it up, you give it up now You been wasting too much time) [ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ] I know you're frontin like a virgin queen But Tha Chill is on attack smooth, more like a hype sex fiend Give it up, don't play dumb, sayin what? I got a little love, because my hand's on your butt Girls walk, girls talk, girls talk smack Don't play him, cause Chill ain't goin out like that Shake your tight butt while you rock to the beat Then you hound like a female dog in heat Girls, I see the games that you're playin Moment I arrive in the pussy, bitch, start prayin Kotex, I fill it, girls too serious Down some satin to the head, then I fuck you on your period My dick's on hard while I'm rhymin I want the real pussy, to hell with the grindin I don't show no mercy So go ahead and curse me Chill gives a fuck So yo, give it up (Give it up, you give it up) (Make love to me) (Make love to me) (Give it up, you give it up) (You know I will make love to you) (I wanna fuck you) (Give it up, you give it up) (I want a blowjob, and I'm not kiddin) (Give it up, you give it up) (Wing-ding-ding-a-ling down your throat) [ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ] Not a drag, so why you play me like a kitten? Straighforward to the point, girl, no bullshittin We can get loaded, and as you get hot Think a plot you can drop, yo, it pops on the twat Juice me like a fruit, but you know it ain't cute Stinky slut, Eiht'll give your punk ass the boot Cause I'm the type of brother who don't waste time With the fancy-ass dress and red roses and wine I'm a Compton nigga, Compton got it goin Peace to the Compton girls, because they hoein So if another brother try to call you a skee Fuck the shit that he's talkin, you can skid to E [ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ] Here's the final word to the girls that skip Should they give it up, E? (Hell geah) Chill is ready for the ultimate takin Got no time for no bitch that's fakin Let me be the first to break you in Another skee comes along, and yo, I'm in like Flynn You say it's too soon, I don't give a fuck But if the E want some (Bitch, we got to toss you up) It's simple, don't try to front like you don't know But if you skee with Tha Chill, then you got to be a ho No draggin, no laggin, and please stop naggin Chill is ready for the fuck So yo, give it up [ Chorus ] (Give it up, you give it up) (We wanna fuck you) (Give it up, you give it up) (Compton's Most Wanted) (Give it up, you give it up) (Biiitch) (I wanna fuck you too) (Give it up, you give it up) (Whose pussy is this? Who's it?) (Give it up, you give it up) (It's yours) (yours) (yours) (Yeah, I'm tryin to dog the best I can ??? as I enjoy it)