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Goin' out like geez


MC Eiht Lyrics

 

Goin' out like geez by MC Eiht


Geah
We in the muthaf**kin house for the 94
Eihthype in the muthaf**kin house
Geah
MC Eiht and DJ Slip in the muthaf**kin house
Uh, Compton in the house, nigga
Compton in the house, fool
Compton in the house, b**ch
Geah
You can nail me to the muthaf**kin wall
You can bust me in the head with gatz
But punk ass nigga I'll be back, geah
You f**ked up when you tried to blast on this trigger
Nigga then you smoke my ass with the
f**kin blood runnin down my back
I pull the muthaf**kin 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 f**k who's inside
His little sis' caught the f**kin slug so I jumps in the G-ride
Feelin cold as I look at the murder metal
Hear the sirens so I hit the mutherf**kin 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 mutherf**kin 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 mutherf**kin Breed and Chill looked up and said:
"Damn Eiht you bleedin!"
Niggas they pulled the f**kin sneak attack
f**ked around and caught 2 to the f**kin back, geah
Niggas was buckin tried to put me down
Some punk muthaf**kas 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 mutherf**kin 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 muthaf**kas in traps and scatter like f**kin mice
Boom Bam meet me at the spot, I'm shot
I don't give a f**k they gon' get got
One time's on my dick, f**k it
Jump out, run through the alley to the bucket
Now the bullet starts to travel, I'm cold, I shiver
But f**k it like the mail man I'll deliver
I hoppes out the bucket and I'm bleedin bad
But f**k 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 f**kin 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 mutherf**kin Mac spit
Here comes Tha Chill over the fence, f**k this sh*t!
I grabbed the 'K and kicked in the front door
90 rounds spittin as I catch 2 more
But I don't give a f**k 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, b**ch
Eihthype in the muthaf**kin house
For the 94, geah
My nigga Slip in the muthaf**kin house
Half Ounce in the house
Niggas On The Run in the muthaf**kin house
And this is going out to all the Compton G's, geah



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