Geah (right)

Back on that ass

Some of that smooth gangsta shit

Geah (geah)

Givin' it to the muthafuckin homies just like they want to get...

Niggaz On The Run, Lil Hawk & Bird, Da Foe (right)

Eiht Hype in the house (them killin' niggas)

Bitch



Here comes the muthafuckin' Streiht Up Menace

Poppin' that cap up in the dash

Best run fast cause we gettin fo' cash

Hundred and fifty nine street is a war zone (1-5-9)

The enemy no friend of me, muthafucka it's on

To the point where it just don't stop (oh yeah)

Niggas On The Run gon' make you drop drop drop

Loud mouth bitch

Nigga you's a muthafuckin' talker, ain't no slang

Ain't no bang just the switch in your walk and

Ain't no damn mercy in this crew (geah)

You comin' up shorter than I midget like this nigga Tattoo, uh

I runs through your whole crew likes the play

Watchin' your homie drop off punk bitches ya're too soft

Better yet too sure muthafuckas can't hang with tha Eihthype click 

When we pissin' a dick (stick 'em)

Bodies be found float, face down in the river

Makin' you quiver, geah



Ain't nuthin' but killin'

Uh, sayin' c'mon y'all (geah)

Geah



Creepin' - down the back street on D's

A nigga that comin' up slippin' with the trunk full of ki's

Ain't tha - he ain't too cautios cause my hood it's too hot 

So I'ma follow his fuckin' ass to the drop off spot (geah)

And the - E got the fuckin' trunk of funk

Fools get done up when I pull my run up I gots my gun up

Be blastin' quick fast like Billy the Kid

Tell your muthafuckin' homies that they best stay heat

Fool ain't no playin' with this killa for niggas that's droppin' a dime

Get smacked up side they hear up my 9

Just another nigga shootin' - fuck it

Another muthafuckin' execution

So - check the watch for the tic-toc

Like - get down as I clown with that damn plot

Be poppin' 'em off like Robin Hood

Geah, it's all good



Ain't nuthin' but killing

C'mon y'all

And all my homies from the park

Sayin' ain't nuthin' but killin'

Everybody in the house what you got to say?

And all my homies from the West

Sayin' ain't nuthin' but killin'

All my homies in the house what you got to say?

Geah, uh, Compton ain't nuthin' by killin'

Geah right



You fuckin' around with this click it ain't cool

Leave your fuckin' body in a damn blood pool

Fools can't hang with me, bang with me

But niggas that try to slang with me

But it ain't no thang to E

Pop pop

It's the sound from the Desert Eagle

That pop pop goes the weasel

Puts in much work cause it ain't no joke

No relatin' to the bomb but you don't get smokes

Yeah, and if I ain't down a fuckin' tight

Representin' the muthafuckin' hundred and fifty-nine

Better hit the muthafuckin' dirt when I hit your curb (geah)

Dippin' in a Trey with that gangsta swerve

Muthafuckas be fall

Just like R. Kelly bodies be cold

For this G to put a slug in that ass (right)

The last in your see is an A-K blast

Nuthin' but killin'



Geah

And that's how it goes down in the 95 shot

Homies outhere tryin' to pull up on the creep

Better watch your back

Cause niggas it's stickin' 'em up for the cash, nigga

Geah, that's real you know I'm sayin'

Puttin' it down for all the real niggas, you know I'm sayin'

So all you homies grab your straps

Be down get the ?? what up and whatever, geah

Right

Ain't nuthin' but killin'

Geah

And all my homies from the park

Sayin' nuthin' but killing

Geah

All my homies from Shack Town, get out

They sayin' nuthin' but killin', geah

And all my from Shaolin, get in

They sayin' ain't nuthin' but killing

Geah, c'mon, stick 'em

Whatchu got to say

And all my homies from the H-Town

Get out

They sayin' ain't nuthin' but killing

Geah

Get 'em

New Jersey Drive, it's all the way live

Sayin' nuthin' but killing

Geah

And all my homies from New Jersey

Right

Houston - Texas

The Bay Town

Geah

And all them killing spots, you know I'm sayin

Nigga

It ain't nuthin' but killin'

Kill 'em

Geah