Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Out Like Geez

We in the house for the 94
Eihthype in the house

Mc and dj slip in the muthafuckin house
Uh, in the house, nigga
in the house, fool
Compton in the house,

You can me to the muthafuckin wall
You can bust me in the head gatz
But punk ass nigga be back, geah
You fucked up when you tried to blast on this
Nigga then you my ass with the
Fuckin blood runnin my back
I the muthafuckin strap on the sneak attack, uh
Load the hollow into the hot glock
Got my eyes on the crib at the end of the
Don't give a fuck inside
His little sis' caught the fuckin slug so I in the g-ride
Feelin cold as I at the murder metal
Hear the so I hit the mutherfuckin pedal
Tyres got to spinnin, I can see the
Could barely catch my as I start to choke
Off the blood, from the 38 slug that was planted in my
Damn that was
Dip the back streets so I can slide out
The to my homie chills to hide out
Dump the glock, it was dirt'
on my nigga door, damn chill heard me
He opened up the and I fell straight in
out for a second cause I lost my wind
Woke up to hear the breed and chill looked up and said:
"damn you bleedin!"
Niggas they pulled the fuckin attack
Fucked around and caught 2 to the fuckin back,
Niggas was buckin to put me down
Some punk muthafuckas across town, uh
You won't be chalkin up one for sorry set
dead yet
Just me a deadly threat
Get boom bam on the mutherfuckin
Get the 19 shot cause nigga on
I the spot where them punk niggas chill
Hit hood with the big black steel
I do it my way m.j.
dunk these hollow points in you, punk
No to think about it twice
Leave muthafuckas in traps and scatter like fuckin mice
Boom bam meet me at the spot, I'm
I don't give a they gon' get got
One time's on my dick, it
Jump out, run through the to the bucket
Now the bullet starts to travel, I'm cold, I
But fuck it the mail man I'll deliver
I hoppes out the bucket and I'm bad
But it don't sweat it cause I'm too damn mad
Don't give a damn of in the line of fire
Grabbed the 'k and kneeled by the tyre
They bust at me and I back
Boom bam bring up the rear the fuckin mac
I buck one in the chest he to beg
"let me live"
I slipped, one in the leg
My nigga bam let the mac spit
Here comes tha chill over the fence, this shit!
I grabbed the 'k and kicked in the door
90 rounds as I catch 2 more
But I give a fuck about these
Mark-ass niggas, we'll go out g's

on
Compton in the house,
Compton in the house,
in the house, geah
Compton in the house,

Eihthype in the muthafuckin
For the 94,
My slip in the muthafuckin house
Half ounce in the
Niggas on the run in the house
And this is out to all the compton g's, geah