Goin' Out Like Geez Lyrics
| Song | Goin' Out Like Geez |
| Artist | MC Eiht |
| Album | We Come Strapped |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Allen, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| We in the mutha****in house for the 94 | |
| Eihthype in the mutha****in house | |
| Geah | |
| Mc eiht and dj slip in the mutha****in house | |
| Uh, compton in the house, nigga | |
| Compton in the house, fool | |
| Compton in the house, bitch | |
| Geah | |
| You can nail me to the mutha****in wall | |
| You can bust me in the head with gatz | |
| But punk ass nigga i'll be back, geah | |
| You ****ed up when you tried to blast on this trigger | |
| Nigga then you smoke my ass with the | |
| ****in blood runnin down my back | |
| I pull the mutha****in 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 **** who's inside | |
| His little sis' caught the ****in slug so i jumps in the g-ride | |
| Feelin cold as i look at the murder metal | |
| Hear the sirens so i hit the muther****in 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 muther****in 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 muther****in breed and chill looked up and said: | |
| "damn eiht you bleedin!" | |
| Niggas they pulled the ****in sneak attack | |
| ****ed around and caught 2 to the ****in back, geah | |
| Niggas was buckin tried to put me down | |
| Some punk mutha****as 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 muther****in 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 mutha****as in traps and scatter like ****in mice | |
| Boom bam meet me at the spot, i'm shot | |
| I don't give a **** they gon' get got | |
| One time's on my dick, **** it | |
| Jump out, run through the alley to the bucket | |
| Now the bullet starts to travel, i'm cold, i shiver | |
| But **** it like the mail man i'll deliver | |
| I hoppes out the bucket and i'm bleedin bad | |
| But **** 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 ****in 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 muther****in mac spit | |
| Here comes tha chill over the fence, **** 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 **** 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 mutha****in house | |
| For the 94, geah | |
| My nigga slip in the mutha****in house | |
| Half ounce in the house | |
| Niggas on the run in the mutha****in house | |
| And this is going out to all the compton g's, geah |
| zuo ci : Allen, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| We in the mutha in house for the 94 | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house | |
| Geah | |
| Mc eiht and dj slip in the mutha in house | |
| Uh, compton in the house, nigga | |
| Compton in the house, fool | |
| Compton in the house, bitch | |
| Geah | |
| You can nail me to the mutha in wall | |
| You can bust me in the head with gatz | |
| But punk ass nigga i' ll be back, geah | |
| You ed up when you tried to blast on this trigger | |
| Nigga then you smoke my ass with the | |
| in blood runnin down my back | |
| I pull the mutha in 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 who' s inside | |
| His little sis' caught the in slug so i jumps in the gride | |
| Feelin cold as i look at the murder metal | |
| Hear the sirens so i hit the muther in 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 gride to my homie chills to hide out | |
| Dump the muther in 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 muther in breed and chill looked up and said: | |
| " damn eiht you bleedin!" | |
| Niggas they pulled the in sneak attack | |
| ed around and caught 2 to the in back, geah | |
| Niggas was buckin tried to put me down | |
| Some punk mutha as 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 muther in 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 mutha as in traps and scatter like in mice | |
| Boom bam meet me at the spot, i' m shot | |
| I don' t give a they gon' get got | |
| One time' s on my dick, it | |
| Jump out, run through the alley to the bucket | |
| Now the bullet starts to travel, i' m cold, i shiver | |
| But it like the mail man i' ll deliver | |
| I hoppes out the bucket and i' m bleedin bad | |
| But 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 in 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 muther in mac spit | |
| Here comes tha chill over the fence, 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 about these | |
| Markass 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 mutha in house | |
| For the 94, geah | |
| My nigga slip in the mutha in house | |
| Half ounce in the house | |
| Niggas on the run in the mutha in house | |
| And this is going out to all the compton g' s, geah |
| zuò cí : Allen, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| We in the mutha in house for the 94 | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house | |
| Geah | |
| Mc eiht and dj slip in the mutha in house | |
| Uh, compton in the house, nigga | |
| Compton in the house, fool | |
| Compton in the house, bitch | |
| Geah | |
| You can nail me to the mutha in wall | |
| You can bust me in the head with gatz | |
| But punk ass nigga i' ll be back, geah | |
| You ed up when you tried to blast on this trigger | |
| Nigga then you smoke my ass with the | |
| in blood runnin down my back | |
| I pull the mutha in 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 who' s inside | |
| His little sis' caught the in slug so i jumps in the gride | |
| Feelin cold as i look at the murder metal | |
| Hear the sirens so i hit the muther in 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 gride to my homie chills to hide out | |
| Dump the muther in 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 muther in breed and chill looked up and said: | |
| " damn eiht you bleedin!" | |
| Niggas they pulled the in sneak attack | |
| ed around and caught 2 to the in back, geah | |
| Niggas was buckin tried to put me down | |
| Some punk mutha as 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 muther in 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 mutha as in traps and scatter like in mice | |
| Boom bam meet me at the spot, i' m shot | |
| I don' t give a they gon' get got | |
| One time' s on my dick, it | |
| Jump out, run through the alley to the bucket | |
| Now the bullet starts to travel, i' m cold, i shiver | |
| But it like the mail man i' ll deliver | |
| I hoppes out the bucket and i' m bleedin bad | |
| But 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 in 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 muther in mac spit | |
| Here comes tha chill over the fence, 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 about these | |
| Markass 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 mutha in house | |
| For the 94, geah | |
| My nigga slip in the mutha in house | |
| Half ounce in the house | |
| Niggas on the run in the mutha in house | |
| And this is going out to all the compton g' s, geah |
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