Killin Nigguz Lyrics - Mc Eiht

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 

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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 

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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