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Geah
We in the muth*fkin house for the 94
Eihthype in the muth*fkin house
Geah
MC Eiht and DJ Slip in the muth*fkin house
Uh, Compton in the house, nigg*
Compton in the house, fool
Compton in the house, b*tch
Geah
You can nail me to the muth*fkin wall
You can bust me in the head with gatz
But punk as* nigg* I'll be back, geah
You fked up when you tried to blast on this trigger
nigg* then you smoke my as* with the
fkin blood runnin down my back
I pull the muth*fkin 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 fk who's inside
His little sis' caught the fkin slug so I jumps in the G-ride
Feelin cold as I look at the murder metal
Hear the sirens so I hit the muth*rfkin 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 muth*rfkin glock, it was dirt'
Bammed on my nigg* door, d*mn 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 muth*rfkin Breed and Chill looked up and said:
"d*mn Eiht you bleedin!"
they pulled the fkin sneak attack
fked around and caught 2 to the fkin back, geah
was buckin tried to put me down
Some punk muth*fkas 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 muth*rfkin phone
Get the 19 shot cause nigg* it's on
I know the spot where them punk 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 muth*fkas in traps and scatter like fkin mice
Boom Bam meet me at the spot, I'm shot
I don't give a fk they gon' get got
One time's on my d*ck, fk it
Jump out, run through the alley to the bucket
Now the bullet starts to travel, I'm cold, I shiver
But fk it like the mail man I'll deliver
I hoppes out the bucket and I'm bleedin bad
But fk 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 fkin Mac
I buck one in the chest he start to beg
"Let me live"
I slipped, caught one in the leg
My nigg* Bam let the muth*rfkin Mac spit
Here comes Tha Chill over the fence, fk this s**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 fk about these
Mark-ass , we'll go out like G's
Come on
Compton in the house, nigg*
Compton in the house, fool
Compton in the house, geah
Compton in the house, b*tch
Eihthype in the muth*fkin house
For the 94, geah
My nigg* Slip in the muth*fkin house
Half Ounce in the house
On The Run in the muth*fkin house
And this is going out to all the Compton G's, geah