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mc eiht - goin' out like geez lyrics

geah
we in the m-th-f-ckin house for the 94
eihthype in the m-th-f-ckin house
geah
mc eiht and dj slip in the m-th-f-ckin house
uh, compton in the house, n-gg-
compton in the house, fool
compton in the house, b-tch
geah

you can nail me to the m-th-f-ckin wall
you can bust me in the head with gatz
but punk -ss n-gg- i’ll be back, geah
you f-cked up when you tried to blast on this trigger
n-gg- then you smoke my -ss with the
f-ckin blood runnin down my back
i pull the m-th-f-ckin 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-ck who’s inside
his little sis’ caught the f-ckin slug so i jumps in the g-ride
feelin cold as i look at the murder metal
hear the sirens so i hit the m-th-rf-ckin 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
d-mn 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 m-th-rf-ckin glock, it was dirt’
bammed on my n-gg- door, d-mn chill heard me
he opened up the door and i fell straight in
p-ssed out for a second cause i lost my wind
woke up to hear the m-th-rf-ckin breed and chill looked up and said:
“d-mn eiht you bleedin!”
n-gg-s they pulled the f-ckin sneak attack
f-cked around and caught 2 to the f-ckin back, geah
n-gg-s was buckin tried to put me down
some punk m-th-f-ckas 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 m-th-rf-ckin phone
get the 19 shot cause n-gg- it’s on
i know the spot where them punk n-gg-s 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 m-th-f-ckas in traps and scatter like f-ckin mice
boom bam meet me at the spot, i’m shot
i don’t give a f-ck they gon’ get got
one time’s on my d-ck, f-ck it
jump out, run through the alley to the bucket
now the bullet starts to travel, i’m cold, i shiver
but f-ck it like the mail man i’ll deliver
i hoppes out the bucket and i’m bleedin bad
but f-ck it don’t sweat it cause i’m too d-mn mad
don’t give a d-mn 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-ckin mac
i buck one in the chest he start to beg
“let me live”
i slipped, caught one in the leg
my n-gg- bam let the m-th-rf-ckin mac spit
here comes tha chill over the fence, f-ck 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-ck about these
mark–ss n-gg-s, we’ll go out like g’s

come on
compton in the house, n-gg-
compton in the house, fool
compton in the house, geah
compton in the house, b-tch

eihthype in the m-th-f-ckin house
for the 94, geah
my n-gg- slip in the m-th-f-ckin house
half ounce in the house
n-gg-s on the run in the m-th-f-ckin house
and this is going out to all the compton g’s, geah

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