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 hoe

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)