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Mc Eiht - Текст песни Goin' Out Like Geez
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
 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 then you 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 dirt'
 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 breed 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 threatMc Eiht - Goin' Out Like Geez - http://ru.motolyrics.com/mc-eiht/goin-out-like-geez-lyrics.html
 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 scatter 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'm cold, I 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















