| Uh... geah... uh... | |
| Niggaz can't **** with this... it ain't nuthin but the eihthype click... | |
| Geah... uh... c'mon | |
| Eiht： | |
| Step in the arena | |
| In 9-6 | |
| I'm kinda mean of | |
| Felony case catcher | |
| No misdemenour | |
| Mentality of a psychopath | |
| When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah) | |
| The 9 niggas ain't no joke | |
| So you gone bear witness, get this | |
| Like the fuccin gun smoke | |
| It don't matter cuz i got you suspended | |
| Fucc up your whole program your life ended | |
| The tec 9 split up, i'ma get you | |
| Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you | |
| Fuccin with my mind | |
| The wrong kind | |
| Evil as **** | |
| The glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck | |
| Duck | |
| Your head | |
| Instead | |
| The scene that is left is your muther****in death | |
| My glock goes up | |
| To fools wanna be me | |
| But them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah) | |
| Chorus... | |
| Eiht: | |
| To be or not to be | |
| Killed | |
| When you're ****in with the eiht, bam and chill (geah) | |
| Specialize in the murder | |
| Rappin | |
| Original baby ****in gangsta streiht ass tappin | |
| I got that ass on cue | |
| You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out | |
| What we fix to do (whut tha fucc?) | |
| You best hit the ground (geah) | |
| These killin niggas | |
| Be spittin up the k and don't be fuccin around | |
| I seen two niggas fall (geah) | |
| But | |
| Wait | |
| Eiht | |
| Got | |
| Slugs for all of y'all | |
| Boom bam picks the slack up (geah) | |
| For fools that's tryin to let off chill gots the mac up | |
| Them killin niggas doin drive bys, | |
| Lighten up yo' whole ****in yard like fire flies | |
| Little hawk'n bird got my back g (that's rite) | |
| The glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me | |
| Chorus... | |
| Tha chill: | |
| Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks | |
| Ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean joe green | |
| Big strap in my bacc pocket | |
| Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it | |
| Cock it | |
| Peel his cap back | |
| Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck, | |
| Buckin on my way tossed the gun | |
| And now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on | |
| But i'm knowin i did that dirt | |
| So i'm knowin i can't go home | |
| Shiiit just a little trip | |
| Puffin on a little endo | |
| Lay low | |
| Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes | |
| Park around the corner from the spot uh | |
| Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot | |
| So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut | |
| Rememba the po po hot with my cavi in my butt | |
| Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap | |
| Hatin at the c-o-p's | |
| Tryin to see these |
| Uh... geah... uh... | |
| Niggaz can' t with this... it ain' t nuthin but the eihthype click... | |
| Geah... uh... c' mon | |
| Eiht: | |
| Step in the arena | |
| In 96 | |
| I' m kinda mean of | |
| Felony case catcher | |
| No misdemenour | |
| Mentality of a psychopath | |
| When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath geah | |
| The 9 niggas ain' t no joke | |
| So you gone bear witness, get this | |
| Like the fuccin gun smoke | |
| It don' t matter cuz i got you suspended | |
| Fucc up your whole program your life ended | |
| The tec 9 split up, i' ma get you | |
| Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you | |
| Fuccin with my mind | |
| The wrong kind | |
| Evil as | |
| The glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck | |
| Duck | |
| Your head | |
| Instead | |
| The scene that is left is your muther in death | |
| My glock goes up | |
| To fools wanna be me | |
| But them punk ass niggas don' t wanna see me c' mon uh geah | |
| Chorus... | |
| Eiht: | |
| To be or not to be | |
| Killed | |
| When you' re in with the eiht, bam and chill geah | |
| Specialize in the murder | |
| Rappin | |
| Original baby in gangsta streiht ass tappin | |
| I got that ass on cue | |
| You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out | |
| What we fix to do whut tha fucc? | |
| You best hit the ground geah | |
| These killin niggas | |
| Be spittin up the k and don' t be fuccin around | |
| I seen two niggas fall geah | |
| But | |
| Wait | |
| Eiht | |
| Got | |
| Slugs for all of y' all | |
| Boom bam picks the slack up geah | |
| For fools that' s tryin to let off chill gots the mac up | |
| Them killin niggas doin drive bys, | |
| Lighten up yo' whole in yard like fire flies | |
| Little hawk' n bird got my back g that' s rite | |
| The glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don' t wanna see me | |
| Chorus... | |
| Tha chill: | |
| Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks | |
| Ever since thirteen i' ve been hittin the mean joe green | |
| Big strap in my bacc pocket | |
| Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it | |
| Cock it | |
| Peel his cap back | |
| Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck, | |
| Buckin on my way tossed the gun | |
| And now i' m rollin like ain' t nuthin went on | |
| But i' m knowin i did that dirt | |
| So i' m knowin i can' t go home | |
| Shiiit just a little trip | |
| Puffin on a little endo | |
| Lay low | |
| Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of cnotes | |
| Park around the corner from the spot uh | |
| Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot | |
| So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut | |
| Rememba the po po hot with my cavi in my butt | |
| Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap | |
| Hatin at the cop' s | |
| Tryin to see these |
| Uh... geah... uh... | |
| Niggaz can' t with this... it ain' t nuthin but the eihthype click... | |
| Geah... uh... c' mon | |
| Eiht: | |
| Step in the arena | |
| In 96 | |
| I' m kinda mean of | |
| Felony case catcher | |
| No misdemenour | |
| Mentality of a psychopath | |
| When i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath geah | |
| The 9 niggas ain' t no joke | |
| So you gone bear witness, get this | |
| Like the fuccin gun smoke | |
| It don' t matter cuz i got you suspended | |
| Fucc up your whole program your life ended | |
| The tec 9 split up, i' ma get you | |
| Unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you | |
| Fuccin with my mind | |
| The wrong kind | |
| Evil as | |
| The glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck | |
| Duck | |
| Your head | |
| Instead | |
| The scene that is left is your muther in death | |
| My glock goes up | |
| To fools wanna be me | |
| But them punk ass niggas don' t wanna see me c' mon uh geah | |
| Chorus... | |
| Eiht: | |
| To be or not to be | |
| Killed | |
| When you' re in with the eiht, bam and chill geah | |
| Specialize in the murder | |
| Rappin | |
| Original baby in gangsta streiht ass tappin | |
| I got that ass on cue | |
| You be dazed and confused tryin to figure out | |
| What we fix to do whut tha fucc? | |
| You best hit the ground geah | |
| These killin niggas | |
| Be spittin up the k and don' t be fuccin around | |
| I seen two niggas fall geah | |
| But | |
| Wait | |
| Eiht | |
| Got | |
| Slugs for all of y' all | |
| Boom bam picks the slack up geah | |
| For fools that' s tryin to let off chill gots the mac up | |
| Them killin niggas doin drive bys, | |
| Lighten up yo' whole in yard like fire flies | |
| Little hawk' n bird got my back g that' s rite | |
| The glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don' t wanna see me | |
| Chorus... | |
| Tha chill: | |
| Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks | |
| Ever since thirteen i' ve been hittin the mean joe green | |
| Big strap in my bacc pocket | |
| Just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it | |
| Cock it | |
| Peel his cap back | |
| Run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck, | |
| Buckin on my way tossed the gun | |
| And now i' m rollin like ain' t nuthin went on | |
| But i' m knowin i did that dirt | |
| So i' m knowin i can' t go home | |
| Shiiit just a little trip | |
| Puffin on a little endo | |
| Lay low | |
| Servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of cnotes | |
| Park around the corner from the spot uh | |
| Cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot | |
| So i bails up the block with that gangsta strut | |
| Rememba the po po hot with my cavi in my butt | |
| Stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap | |
| Hatin at the cop' s | |
| Tryin to see these |
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