DJ Slip - k**in n**uz lyrics

Do this muthaf**in' sh** right though We in the muthaf**in' house Geah In the muthaf**in' house n***as On The Run in the muthaf**in' house Boom Bam, Tha Chill MC Eiht in the house And we know your muthaf**in' 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 Muthaf**as best to run and duck Cause that n***a named Chill still don't give a f** n***as be gettin' shot up with the pistola Call me Chill but not that n***a known as a cold chiller I got my heat on the front of the seat f** a cop, anybody k**a when a n***a gone off the bop gun n***as On The Run, hah, click number 1 Got them n***as steady swangin' and the b**hes straight sprung So you best to bring your army, your posse, your gang And we can get in the street and throw them thangs n***a 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 f**? Don't be thinkin' you gon' catch a n***a slippin' with your sh** n***a 1-5-9 times up your head from this stone cold k**in' n***a Ain't nuthin' but them n***as that k** We ain't nuthin' but them n***as that k**... Boom Bam in the house Where you from n***a? [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 n***as be poppin' that sh** and I'll be sockin 'em once up in they chin One hitter quitter, guaranteed sleeper Rock-a-bye b**h n***a, sh** is getting deeper b**h wanna know where us n***as that k** at Well, bring your a** to the West Side of Compton that's where we chill at Cause I don't give a f** about Dollars & Sense I'm backin' my n***a Eiht at hundred and fifty nine percent n***a Cause I swear to god I'm gonna k** Quick Cause when you f** with my n***a then it's some real sh** So if you feel you wants to get something off of your back Come to the new muthaf**a, 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 f**in' gat Just hopin' that I see you To blow a hole in your a** so big that I can peep through Cause when we cool, we calm, we just chillin' n***as Geah, cause we them k**in' n***as Chorus... [EIHT] Don't be slippin' on this side of town Where the notorious, victorious, put that a** down And I'mma clown like Krusty when I bust this You can't let off cause that sh** is too rusty Better be breakin' like Trigga when I pull my trigga n***a how'd you figure? You better be diggin a bigger ditch Fo' sho' just watch that a** get popped I'll make you jump ship then quickly sets up shop Geah, fool Original Baby Gangsta I'mma pull My sh** Then watch - it spit Ooh, the fire The hollow points flyin' Hear the screams of your b**h 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 a** Better dash before your dead By these k**in' n***as Chorus... Geah In the muthaf**in' house The Eihthype thugs, uh Just them k**as n***as know I'm sayin' ????? to the 9-6 We're back full of tricks for your b**h-a** n***a uh Don't f** around know I'm sayin' C'mon sayin' Geah, True Blue Thugs from the muthaf**in' steets