The Murda Show Lyrics - Spice 1

Damn Eiht 

What the fuck we gonna do now? 

I don't know homeboy you know what I'm sayin' but I'll tell you like this 

We gonna bust some ass for the ninety-three shot 

Right, these motherfuckers don't understand we ain't from around here 

That's all right you know what I'm sayin' 

'Cause we ain't takin' no shorts you know what I'm sayin' 

Compton meets the motherfuckin' bay town nigga 

So step the fuck off this you know what I'm sayin' 

My nigga spice get with 'em 

Ya see I'm nothin' but a mac-10 shooter 

Killer man looter on the creep with the glock 

Got it cocked picidy pop 

I cold shot when the cop drop m-a-money gone nigga 

Mind of a lunatic on a steel trigger 

Motherfuckin flash backs of nigga's bodies rip 

From the ak blast on that ass hollow point to the tip to the toe 

Creep slow and watch the blood hit the fuckin' flo' 

It's the goddamn murda show 

Starring a nigga in black wearin' a weed hat creepin' low 

And co-starring is a psycho motherfucker 

He grew up in Compton bustin' caps at the cluckers 

His name is MC motherfuckin' Eiht 

He got the uzi weigh a ton eatin' niggas like a steak on a plate 

So nigga get your popcorn and peanuts 'cause we nuts and we know 

Sit back and watch a nigga murda at the murda show 

A to the motherfuckin' K 

187 proof ass nigga from the bay 

(Murda show) 

Yeah, and it's the nigga from Compton that's stompin' 

Raise up off my jock with the fools that I glock 

A to the motherfuckin' K 

187 proof ass nigga from the bay 

(Murda show) 

Yeah, and it's the nigga from Compton that's stompin' 

Raise up off my jock with the fools that I glock 

Nigga shut your fuckin' trap, yeah your punk ass is sure 

Sure that they sew when I peel your cap 

The slide the slick, suck my dick 

No mistaking I bring home greens, fuck the bacon 

The big black neck getting motherfuckers sprung 

They'll be put in the trash by this Compton tongue 

Eiht, Spice-1, kickin' much ass for fun 

Ain't nothin' but some nigga sold the one 

Fools need to stay the fuck down 

They can't hang when we bang from Compton and the bay town 

It's like the last dance or your last chance 

When I reach in for the strap in my fuckin' pants 

I pump' dead then the scene is fair ain't nothin said 

Even your skinny ass dead 

I can't sleep 'cause it?s time to go 

Fool or I'll be late for the murda show nigga 

A to the motherfuckin' K 

187 proof ass nigga from the bay 

(Murda show) 

Yeah, and it's the nigga from Compton that's stompin' 

Raise up off my jock with the niggas that I glock 

A to the motherfuckin' K 

187 proof ass nigga from the bay 

(Murda show) 

Yeah, and it's the nigga from Compton that's stompin' 

Raise up off my jock with the fools that I glock 

Step in to the torture chamber nigga let me torture 

Hangers on your motherfuckin' back bring ya scorcher 

Psychopathic mad man dead body chucker 

Quick to pull the trigger on another motherfucker 

Slangin' to the bass head bitches in the alley 

Killin' for my motherfuckin' cash in recally 

My nigga MC Eiht will make the getaway drive 

I got the gat hangin' up out the motherfuckin' ride 

Niggas be getting the duck sit fuckin' with the player 

Sprayer layer nigga out with the shout of the t-t-tech 

Mic motherfuckin' check one stabbin' niggas 

Up in the lungs plus the caps with bloody guns 

My uzi's got my back if player haters wanna jump 

The motherfuckin' hollow head his chest thump, thump 

And all the niggas leave his bloody body in the dust 

One-nigga dead seventeen caps bust 

That's how the niggas do this shit where I'm from 

Red-rum leave your body numb blast of the dumb, dumb 

I got the glock and I'm headin' for the liquor store 

Me and Eiht are two-eleven at the motherfuckin' murda show 

A to the motherfuckin' K 

187 proof ass nigga from the bay 

(Murda show) 

Yeah, and it's the nigga from Compton that's stompin' 

Raise up off my jock or you might get the glock 

A to the motherfuckin' K 

187 proof ass nigga from the bay 

(Murda show) 

Yeah, and you ask me to stay the fuck down 

Bangin' from Compton and the bay town 

Yeah, come on 

Uh, Spice-1 and MC Eiht 

And that eases the nine 

You know what I'm sayin'