| 作词 : Allen, Heisser, Johnson, Tyler | |
| Do this muthafuckin' shit right though | |
| We in the muthafuckin' house | |
| Geah | |
| In the muthafuckin' house | |
| Niggas on the run in the muthafuckin' house | |
| Boom bam, tha chill | |
| Mc eiht in the house | |
| And we know your muthafuckin' residential spots, geah | |
| [tha chill] | |
| I'm breakin 'em off the proper chunks of the compton funk | |
| Hoo-bangin' with a pistol grip pump | |
| Buckin' shots in your body boy, buck | |
| For poppin' that lip service, now your lookin' nervous, uh | |
| Muthafuckas best to run and duck | |
| Cause that nigga named chill still don't give a fuck | |
| Niggas be gettin' shot up with the pistola | |
| Call me chill but not that nigga known as a cold chiller | |
| I got my heat on the front of the seat | |
| Fuck a cop, anybody killa when a nigga gone off the bop gun | |
| Niggas on the run, hah, click number 1 | |
| Got them niggas steady swangin' and the bitches straight sprung | |
| So you best to bring your army, your posse, your gang | |
| And we can get in the street and throw them thangs | |
| Nigga figure he's bigger, dig a bigger ditch, ah | |
| Fool i'm holdin' the trigger | |
| Finger got the itch, uh, stitch | |
| Or better yet chalk 'em up | |
| I'm tearin' up body parts, makin' it smell like what the fuck? | |
| Don't be thinkin' you gon' catch a nigga slippin' with your shit nigga | |
| 1-5-9 times up your head from this stone cold killin' nigga | |
| Ain't nuthin' but them niggas that kill | |
| We ain't nuthin' but them niggas that kill... | |
| Boom bam in the house | |
| Where you from nigga? | |
| [boom bam] | |
| I'm from the c to the o to the m to the p to the t to the o to the n | |
| Niggas be poppin' that shit and i'll be sockin 'em once up in they chin | |
| One hitter quitter, guaranteed sleeper | |
| Rock-a-bye bitch nigga, shit is getting deeper | |
| Bitch wanna know where us niggas that kill at | |
| Well, bring your ass to the west side of compton that's where we chill at | |
| Cause i don't give a fuck about dollars & sense | |
| I'm backin' my nigga eiht at hundred and fifty nine percent nigga | |
| Cause i swear to god i'm gonna kill quick | |
| Cause when you fuck with my nigga then it's some real shit | |
| So if you feel you wants to get something off of your back | |
| Come to the new muthafucka, that's where you'll find me at | |
| You best to watch your back | |
| Cause i be creepin' through your hood | |
| Every other night loaded with my fuckin' gat | |
| Just hopin' that i see you | |
| To blow a hole in your ass so big that i can peep through | |
| Cause when we cool, we calm, we just chillin' niggas | |
| Geah, cause we them killin' niggas | |
| Chorus... | |
| [eiht] | |
| Don't be slippin' on this side of town | |
| Where the notorious, victorious, put that ass down | |
| And i'ma clown like krusty when i bust this | |
| You can't let off cause that shit is too rusty | |
| Better be breakin' like trigga when i pull my trigga | |
| Nigga how'd you figure? | |
| You better be diggin a bigger ditch | |
| Fo' sho' just watch that ass get popped | |
| I'll make you jump ship then quickly sets up shop | |
| Geah, fool | |
| Original baby gangsta | |
| I'ma pull | |
| My shit | |
| Then watch - it spit | |
| Ooh, the fire | |
| The hollow points flyin' | |
| Hear the screams of your bitch | |
| While you dyin' (geah) | |
| Lyin' on your back | |
| Tryin' to get ???? | |
| Never seen a man cry | |
| Until he seems dead | |
| As i pump 2 more slugs up in that ass | |
| Better dash before your dead | |
| By these killin' niggas | |
| Chorus... | |
| Geah | |
| In the muthafuckin' house | |
| The eihthype thugs, uh | |
| Just them killas niggas know i'm sayin' | |
| ????? to the 9-6 | |
| We're back full of tricks for your bitch-ass nigga uh | |
| Don't fuck around know i'm sayin' | |
| C'mon sayin' | |
| Geah, true blue thugs from the muthafuckin' steets |
| zuo ci : Allen, Heisser, Johnson, Tyler | |
| Do this muthafuckin' shit right though | |
| We in the muthafuckin' house | |
| Geah | |
| In the muthafuckin' house | |
| Niggas on the run in the muthafuckin' house | |
| Boom bam, tha chill | |
| Mc eiht in the house | |
| And we know your muthafuckin' residential spots, geah | |
| tha chill | |
| I' m breakin ' em off the proper chunks of the compton funk | |
| Hoobangin' with a pistol grip pump | |
| Buckin' shots in your body boy, buck | |
| For poppin' that lip service, now your lookin' nervous, uh | |
| Muthafuckas best to run and duck | |
| Cause that nigga named chill still don' t give a fuck | |
| Niggas be gettin' shot up with the pistola | |
| Call me chill but not that nigga known as a cold chiller | |
| I got my heat on the front of the seat | |
| Fuck a cop, anybody killa when a nigga gone off the bop gun | |
| Niggas on the run, hah, click number 1 | |
| Got them niggas steady swangin' and the bitches straight sprung | |
| So you best to bring your army, your posse, your gang | |
| And we can get in the street and throw them thangs | |
| Nigga figure he' s bigger, dig a bigger ditch, ah | |
| Fool i' m holdin' the trigger | |
| Finger got the itch, uh, stitch | |
| Or better yet chalk ' em up | |
| I' m tearin' up body parts, makin' it smell like what the fuck? | |
| Don' t be thinkin' you gon' catch a nigga slippin' with your shit nigga | |
| 159 times up your head from this stone cold killin' nigga | |
| Ain' t nuthin' but them niggas that kill | |
| We ain' t nuthin' but them niggas that kill... | |
| Boom bam in the house | |
| Where you from nigga? | |
| boom bam | |
| I' m from the c to the o to the m to the p to the t to the o to the n | |
| Niggas be poppin' that shit and i' ll be sockin ' em once up in they chin | |
| One hitter quitter, guaranteed sleeper | |
| Rockabye bitch nigga, shit is getting deeper | |
| Bitch wanna know where us niggas that kill at | |
| Well, bring your ass to the west side of compton that' s where we chill at | |
| Cause i don' t give a fuck about dollars sense | |
| I' m backin' my nigga eiht at hundred and fifty nine percent nigga | |
| Cause i swear to god i' m gonna kill quick | |
| Cause when you fuck with my nigga then it' s some real shit | |
| So if you feel you wants to get something off of your back | |
| Come to the new muthafucka, that' s where you' ll find me at | |
| You best to watch your back | |
| Cause i be creepin' through your hood | |
| Every other night loaded with my fuckin' gat | |
| Just hopin' that i see you | |
| To blow a hole in your ass so big that i can peep through | |
| Cause when we cool, we calm, we just chillin' niggas | |
| Geah, cause we them killin' niggas | |
| Chorus... | |
| eiht | |
| Don' t be slippin' on this side of town | |
| Where the notorious, victorious, put that ass down | |
| And i' ma clown like krusty when i bust this | |
| You can' t let off cause that shit is too rusty | |
| Better be breakin' like trigga when i pull my trigga | |
| Nigga how' d you figure? | |
| You better be diggin a bigger ditch | |
| Fo' sho' just watch that ass get popped | |
| I' ll make you jump ship then quickly sets up shop | |
| Geah, fool | |
| Original baby gangsta | |
| I' ma pull | |
| My shit | |
| Then watch it spit | |
| Ooh, the fire | |
| The hollow points flyin' | |
| Hear the screams of your bitch | |
| While you dyin' geah | |
| Lyin' on your back | |
| Tryin' to get ???? | |
| Never seen a man cry | |
| Until he seems dead | |
| As i pump 2 more slugs up in that ass | |
| Better dash before your dead | |
| By these killin' niggas | |
| Chorus... | |
| Geah | |
| In the muthafuckin' house | |
| The eihthype thugs, uh | |
| Just them killas niggas know i' m sayin' | |
| ????? to the 96 | |
| We' re back full of tricks for your bitchass nigga uh | |
| Don' t fuck around know i' m sayin' | |
| C' mon sayin' | |
| Geah, true blue thugs from the muthafuckin' steets |
| zuò cí : Allen, Heisser, Johnson, Tyler | |
| Do this muthafuckin' shit right though | |
| We in the muthafuckin' house | |
| Geah | |
| In the muthafuckin' house | |
| Niggas on the run in the muthafuckin' house | |
| Boom bam, tha chill | |
| Mc eiht in the house | |
| And we know your muthafuckin' residential spots, geah | |
| tha chill | |
| I' m breakin ' em off the proper chunks of the compton funk | |
| Hoobangin' with a pistol grip pump | |
| Buckin' shots in your body boy, buck | |
| For poppin' that lip service, now your lookin' nervous, uh | |
| Muthafuckas best to run and duck | |
| Cause that nigga named chill still don' t give a fuck | |
| Niggas be gettin' shot up with the pistola | |
| Call me chill but not that nigga known as a cold chiller | |
| I got my heat on the front of the seat | |
| Fuck a cop, anybody killa when a nigga gone off the bop gun | |
| Niggas on the run, hah, click number 1 | |
| Got them niggas steady swangin' and the bitches straight sprung | |
| So you best to bring your army, your posse, your gang | |
| And we can get in the street and throw them thangs | |
| Nigga figure he' s bigger, dig a bigger ditch, ah | |
| Fool i' m holdin' the trigger | |
| Finger got the itch, uh, stitch | |
| Or better yet chalk ' em up | |
| I' m tearin' up body parts, makin' it smell like what the fuck? | |
| Don' t be thinkin' you gon' catch a nigga slippin' with your shit nigga | |
| 159 times up your head from this stone cold killin' nigga | |
| Ain' t nuthin' but them niggas that kill | |
| We ain' t nuthin' but them niggas that kill... | |
| Boom bam in the house | |
| Where you from nigga? | |
| boom bam | |
| I' m from the c to the o to the m to the p to the t to the o to the n | |
| Niggas be poppin' that shit and i' ll be sockin ' em once up in they chin | |
| One hitter quitter, guaranteed sleeper | |
| Rockabye bitch nigga, shit is getting deeper | |
| Bitch wanna know where us niggas that kill at | |
| Well, bring your ass to the west side of compton that' s where we chill at | |
| Cause i don' t give a fuck about dollars sense | |
| I' m backin' my nigga eiht at hundred and fifty nine percent nigga | |
| Cause i swear to god i' m gonna kill quick | |
| Cause when you fuck with my nigga then it' s some real shit | |
| So if you feel you wants to get something off of your back | |
| Come to the new muthafucka, that' s where you' ll find me at | |
| You best to watch your back | |
| Cause i be creepin' through your hood | |
| Every other night loaded with my fuckin' gat | |
| Just hopin' that i see you | |
| To blow a hole in your ass so big that i can peep through | |
| Cause when we cool, we calm, we just chillin' niggas | |
| Geah, cause we them killin' niggas | |
| Chorus... | |
| eiht | |
| Don' t be slippin' on this side of town | |
| Where the notorious, victorious, put that ass down | |
| And i' ma clown like krusty when i bust this | |
| You can' t let off cause that shit is too rusty | |
| Better be breakin' like trigga when i pull my trigga | |
| Nigga how' d you figure? | |
| You better be diggin a bigger ditch | |
| Fo' sho' just watch that ass get popped | |
| I' ll make you jump ship then quickly sets up shop | |
| Geah, fool | |
| Original baby gangsta | |
| I' ma pull | |
| My shit | |
| Then watch it spit | |
| Ooh, the fire | |
| The hollow points flyin' | |
| Hear the screams of your bitch | |
| While you dyin' geah | |
| Lyin' on your back | |
| Tryin' to get ???? | |
| Never seen a man cry | |
| Until he seems dead | |
| As i pump 2 more slugs up in that ass | |
| Better dash before your dead | |
| By these killin' niggas | |
| Chorus... | |
| Geah | |
| In the muthafuckin' house | |
| The eihthype thugs, uh | |
| Just them killas niggas know i' m sayin' | |
| ????? to the 96 | |
| We' re back full of tricks for your bitchass nigga uh | |
| Don' t fuck around know i' m sayin' | |
| C' mon sayin' | |
| Geah, true blue thugs from the muthafuckin' steets |
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