Текст песни MC Eiht - Murder at Night
MC Eiht - Murder at Night слова песни
Murder niggas at nightSome of that real thug shitWe murder niggas at nightAnd in the morningWe catch fools sleepin` before they yawnin`Murder for hireClick caps to pay billsFor this young GSteps back and kill at willI ain`t playing with yourNo game, the shit`s realSo I hits the blocks with yay, no fucking deal (that`s right)I`m heated - and I`m greedy as fuck, I need a mealMy dog told me watch out for shit and pack steel"And if you care - lil` nigga, get a vest (boom boom!)Cause niggas be hungry like you and they ready to test"You die, motherfucker, it`s the same gang taleNiggas talk about who did the killing in jailWe hoo-bangers, hit you block, throw it upSmash, the real regulators sowed it upPush rhymes like weight, push - real weightGet my money comin` in from state to state (chin chin)Contemplate, my niggas escape to the houseCause if I`m caught by the times, then I`m - assed outWe murder niggas at night And in the morning (Compton all day, nigga)We catch fools sleepin` before they yawnin`We murder niggas at nightWe Hoo Bang, bitch, so heed your fuckin warning (Hoo-Bang` all day nigga)We murder niggas at night And in the morning We catch fools sleepin` before they yawnin` (geah)We murder niggas at nightWe Hoo Bang, bitch, here`s your fuckin warningY`all needs to back the fuck up or your block gon` burnMe and my nigga blast with the same gat - it`s my turnMoney and the power, it`s my time to earnYou`re dead on arrival, to whom it may concernReal thug from the street, yes, die for the causeDips the blocks with the heat, right next to my ballsI be the first nigga to jump on the - front lineSlang quarter piece rocks and dodgin - One TimeEverybody hustlin` for cash and that`s realHalf of us niggas be looking for any billLock down ?? my ass ??But I bails out, another head back to cokeI gots to bang the hood, slang - till it dropThe enemies I fear not, fuck a copThe enemies, they come close but get poppedI lasted, laughed last till your heart stoppedChorus...Easily I approachThe nigga who`s slippin`I ain`t no jokeThe tense situationI gotta provokeThey run real fastWhen they see the gunsmoke (hey - boom boom!)I got - hot ones to test y`all, bless y`allWest y`all - at the - funeral hallYour homies take sips as they reminisce on nuthin`I come around catchin` you slippin`, doing a dumpingOne little, two little, three little suckersHoo-Bangin` niggas is killers, you muthafucka???? my homie Scar when he rideSo every other day when I hit your damn sideFeel my fuckin` revengeAs I blast through your house with your family and friends (boom boom!)Back to my block, serving 20`s and 10`s (what up!)In the back of the alley sippin` 40`s and gins (right)On Sundays, churchMoms pray for my sinsAnd ask to protect until my life ends, geahChorus...Compton all day, niggaHoo-Bang all day, niggaYou know how the fuck we representTo the fullestThuggin`9-9 times, niggaEiht packs the 9, so get it straightGeah