Goin' Out Like Geez Lyrics - Mc Eiht

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 

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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 

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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