Goin' Out Like Geez

[Intro] 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 [Verse 1] 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 didn't 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 dirty 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 weed 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 scattered 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 caught a 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