Tytuł: Goin out like geez

• Wykonawca: MC Eiht
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   Geah
  We in the muthafuckin house for the 94
  Eihthype in the muthafuckin house
  Geah
  MC Eiht and DJ Slip in the muthafuckin house
  Uh, Compton in the house, nigga
  Compton in the house, fool
  Compton in the house, bitch
  Geah
  
  You can nail me to the muthafuckin wall
  You can bust me in the head with gatz
  But punk ass nigga I'll be back, geah
  You fucked up when you tried to blast on this trigger
  Nigga then you smoke my ass with the
  Fuckin blood runnin down my back
  I pull the muthafuckin strap on the sneak attack, uh
  Load the hollow points into the hot glock
  Got my eyes on the crib at the end of the block
  Don't give a fuck who's inside
  His little sis' caught the fuckin slug so I jumps in the G-ride
  Feelin cold as I look at the murder metal
  Hear the sirens so I hit the mutherfuckin pedal
  Tyres got to spinnin, I can see the smoke
  Could barely catch my breath as I start to choke
  Off the blood, from the 38 slug that was planted in my back
  Damn that was wack
  Dip through the back streets so I can slide out
  The G-ride to my homie Chills to hide out
  Dump the mutherfuckin glock, it was dirt'
  Bammed on my nigga door, damn Chill heard me
  He opened up the door and I fell straight in
  Passed out for a second cause I lost my wind
  Woke up to hear the mutherfuckin Breed and Chill looked up and said:
  "Damn Eiht you bleedin!"
  Niggas they pulled the fuckin sneak attack
  Fucked around and caught 2 to the fuckin back, geah
  Niggas was buckin tried to put me down
  Some punk muthafuckas from across town, uh
  You won't be chalkin up one for your sorry set
  Ain't dead yet
  Just label me a deadly threat
  Get Boom Bam on the mutherfuckin phone
  Get the 19 shot cause nigga it's on
  I know the spot where them punk niggas chill
  Hit their hood with the big black steel
  I do it my way like M.J.
  Slam dunk these hollow points in you, punk
  No time to think about it twice
  Leave these muthafuckas in traps and scatter like fuckin mice
  Boom Bam meet me at the spot, I'm shot
  I don't give a fuck they gon' get got
  One time's on my dick, fuck it
  Jump out, run through the alley to the bucket
  Now the bullet starts to travel, I'm cold, I shiver
  But fuck it like the mail man I'll deliver
  I hoppes out the bucket and I'm bleedin bad
  But fuck it don't sweat it cause I'm too damn mad
  Don't give a damn of who's in the line of fire
  Grabbed the 'K and kneeled down by the tyre
  They bust at me and I bust back
  Boom Bam bring up the rear with the fuckin Mac
  I buck one in the chest he start to beg
  "Let me live"
  I slipped, caught one in the leg
  My nigga Bam let the mutherfuckin Mac spit
  Here comes Tha Chill over the fence, fuck this shit!
  I grabbed the 'K and kicked in the front door
  90 rounds spittin as I catch 2 more
  But I don't give a fuck about these
  Mark-ass niggas, we'll go out like G's
  
  Come on
  Compton in the house, nigga
  Compton in the house, fool
  Compton in the house, geah
  Compton in the house, bitch
  
  Eihthype in the muthafuckin house
  For the 94, geah
  My nigga Slip in the muthafuckin house
  Half Ounce in the house
  Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin house
  And this is going out to all the Compton G's, geah