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MC Eiht - Killin Season lyrics
Geah In the muthafuckin house For the 9 to the 6 Geah To them bitch-ass niggas We know your residential spot The red dot's on your dome, geah fool, I'm ready to pull this Trigger, nigga, straight bangin to the fullest Original baby gangster on the block 159 reasons to bust you with the dirty glock It looks like rain, so I'm wettin Your hood, of course, no remorse, better start jettin No need for fuckin with the killer when I'm goin down Nigga please, no R.I.P.'s for these Westside gees I fires up the stick, grabs the nine and the clip Which I stash by my fuckin dick Definitely set-trippin, reminiscin Bout my homies who died from the Park From Casual to Short Line up the homie as a teardrop falls No time for back-trackin, cause hood work calls Housecalls be given, where you livin, unforgiven My mentality's like the dead has risen Hit your block with the glock cocked, I'm ready to pull it Not givin a damn, fool, catch the fuckin bullet Your mama, your daddy, your old annie-granny Oh no, I'm loco, out the roof of the Caddy Aw shit, fire spits out the hole of the Mac I will send you on a trip where you won't be comin back I pops a bitch-made nigga, and I'm cheesin '96 is the killin season Murder murder murder Kill kill kill (3x) Murder murder murder murder... Geah, come on I'ma flee the muthafuckin scene with nobody alive The mentality's got me stuck in '85 Park boy straight bangin (right) Peelin caps back to collect my stripes From the 3rd to the Cly', then back to Taper Niggas rollin through, they get nothin but the vapors Bitch please, 159 gees Fill your bucket, fuck it, full of holes like Swiss chee |
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