The Murda Show Lyrics by Spice 1

The Murda Show Lyrics


    (spice-1)
    Damn eiht
    What the fuck we gonna do now?

    (mc eiht)
    I don't know homeboy youknowi'msayin?
    But i'll tell you like this
    We gonna bust some ass for the ninety-three shot

    (spice-1)
    Right, these motherfuckers don't understand
    We ain't from around here

    (mc eiht)
    That's all right youknowi'msayin?
    Cause we ain't takin no shorts youknowi'msayin?
    Compton meets the motherfuckin bay town nigga
    So step the fuck off this youknowi'msayin?
    My nigga spice get with em

    (spice-1)
    Ya see i'm nothin but a mac-10 shooter
    Killer man looter on the creep with the glock
    Got it cocked picidy pop
    I cold shot when the cop drop m-a-money gone nigga
    Mind of a lunatic on a steel trigger
    Motherfuckin flash backs of nigga's bodies rip
    From the ak blast on that ass hollow point to the tip to the toe
    Creep slow and watch the blood hit the fuckin flo'
    It's the goddamn murda show
    Starring a nigga in black wearin a weed hat creepin low
    And co-starring is a psycho motherfucker
    He grew up in compton bustin caps at the cluckers
    His name is mc motherfuckin eiht
    He got the uzi weigh a ton eatin niggas like a steak on a plate
    So nigga get your popcorn and peanuts cause we nuts and we know
    Sit back and watch a nigga murda at the murda show

    (chorus: spice-1 & mc eiht)
    A to the motherfuckin k
    187 proof ass nigga from the bay (murda show)
    Yeah, and it's the nigga from compton that's stompin
    Raise up off my jock with the fools that i glock
    A to the motherfuckin k
    187 proof ass nigga from the bay (murda show)
    Yeah, and it's the nigga from compton that's stompin
    Raise up off my jock with the fools that i glock

    (mc eiht)
    Nigga shut your fuckin trap, yeah your punk ass is sure
    Sure that they sew when i peel your cap
    The slide the slick, suck my dick
    No mistaking i bring home greens, fuck the bacon
    The big black neck getting motherfuckers sprung
    They'll be put in the trash by this compton tongue
    Eiht, spice-1, kickin much ass for fun
    Ain't nothin but some nigga sold the one
    Fools need to stay the fuck down
    They can't hang when we bang from compton and the bay town
    It's like the last dance or your last chance
    When i reach in for the strap in my fuckin pants
    I ?pump? dead then the scene is fair ain't nothin said
    Even your skinny ass dead, i can't sleep cause it's time to go
    Fool or i'll be late for the murda show nigga

    (chorus: spice-1 & mc eiht)
    A to the motherfuckin k
    187 proof ass nigga from the bay (murda show)
    Yeah, and it's the nigga from compton that's stompin
    Raise up off my jock with the niggas that i glock
    A to the motherfuckin k
    187 proof ass nigga from the bay (murda show)
    Yeah, and it's the nigga from compton that's stompin
    Raise up off my jock with the fools that i glock

    (spice-1)
    Step in to the torture chamber nigga let me torture
    Hangers on your motherfuckin back bring ya scorcher
    Psychopathic madmen dead body chucker
    Quick to pull the trigger on another motherfucker
    Slangin to the bass head bitches in the alley
    Killin for my motherfuckin money in recally
    My nigga mc eiht will make the getaway drive
    I got the gat hangin up out the motherfuckin ride
    Niggas be getting the duck sit fuckin with the player, sprayer layer
    Nigga out with the shout of the t-t-tech, mic motherfuckin check one
    Stabbin niggas up in the lungs plus the caps with bloody guns
    My uzi's got my back if player haters wanna jump
    The motherfuckin hollow head his chest thump, thump
    And all the niggas leave his bloody body in the dust
    One-nigga dead seventeen caps bust
    That's how the niggas do this shit where i'm from
    Red-rum leave your body numb blast of the dumb, dumb
    I got the glock and i'm headin for the liquor store
    Me and eiht are two-eleven at the motherfuckin murda show

    (chorus: spice-1 & mc eiht)
    A to the motherfuckin k
    187 proof ass nigga from the bay (murda show)
    Yeah, and it's the nigga from compton that's stompin
    Raise up off my jock or you might get the glock
    A to the motherfuckin k
    187 proof ass nigga from the bay (murda show)
    Yeah, and you ask me to stay the fuck down
    Bangin from compton and the bay town

    (mc eiht)
    Yeah, come on
    Uh, spice-1 and mc eiht
    And that eases the nine youknowi'msayin?

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