The Murda Show
The Murda Show （Version ）-Spice 1/MC Eiht
What the f**k we gonna do now
I don't know homeboy you know I'm say in
But I'll tell you like this
We gonna bust some a**for the ninety-three shot
Right these motherf**kers don't understand
We ain't from around here
That's all right youknowI'msayin
Cause we ain't takin no shorts youknowI'msayin
Compton meets the motherf**kin Bay Town ni**a
So step the f**k off this youknowI'msayin
My ni**a Spice get with em
Ya see I'm nothin but a mac-10shooter
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 ni**a
Mind of a lunatic on a steel trigger
Motherf**kin flash backs of ni**a's bodies rip
From the AK blast on that a**hollow point to the tip to the toe
Creep slow and watch the blood hit the f**kin flo'
It's the goddamn murda show
Starring a ni**a in black wearin a w**d hat creepin low
And co-starring is a psycho motherf**ker
He grew up in Compton bustin caps at the cluckers
His name is MC motherf**kin Eiht
He got the Uzi weigh a ton eatin niggas like a steak on a plate
So ni**a get your popcorn and peanuts cause we nuts and we know
Sit back and watch a ni**a murda at the murda show
A to the motherf**kin K
187proof a**ni**a from the Bay （murda show）
Yeah and it's the ni**a from Compton that's stompin
Raise up off my jock with the fools that I glock
A to the motherf**kin K
187proof a**ni**a from the Bay （murda show）
Yeah and it's the ni**a from Compton that's stompin
Raise up off my jock with the fools that I glock
（MC Eiht）
Ni**a shut your f**kin trap yeah your punk a**is sure
Sure that they sew when I peel your cap
The slide the slick **** my ****
No mistaking I bring home greens f**k the bacon
The big black neck getting motherf**kers sprung
They'll be put in the trash by this Compton tongue
Eiht Spice-1kickin much a**for fun
Ain't nothin but some ni**a sold the one
Fools need to stay the f**k 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 f**kin pants
I pump dead then the scene is fair ain't nothin said
Even your skinny a**dead I can't sleep cause it's time to go
Fool or I'll be late for the murda show ni**a
A to the motherf**kin K
187proof a**ni**a from the Bay （murda show）
Yeah and it's the ni**a from Compton that's stompin
Raise up off my jock with the niggas that I glock
A to the motherf**kin K
187proof a**ni**a from the Bay （murda show）
Yeah and it's the ni**a from Compton that's stompin
Raise up off my jock with the fools that I glock
（Spice-1）
Step in to the torture chamber ni**a let me torture
Hangers on your motherf**kin back bring ya scorcher
Psychopathic madmen dead body chucker
Quick to pull the trigger on another motherf**ker
Slangin to the bass head b**ches in the alley
Killin for my motherf**kin money in recally
My ni**a MC Eiht will make the getaway drive
I got the gat hangin up out the motherf**kin ride
Niggas be getting the duck sit f**kin with the player sprayer layer
Ni**a out with the shout of the t-t-tech Mic motherf**kin 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 motherf**kin hollow head his chest thump thump
And all the niggas leave his bloody body in the dust
One-ni**a dead seventeen caps bust
That's how the niggas do this sh*t 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 motherf**kin murda show
A to the motherf**kin K
187proof a**ni**a from the Bay （murda show）
Yeah and it's the ni**a from Compton that's stompin
Raise up off my jock or you might get the glock
A to the motherf**kin K
187proof a**ni**a from the Bay （murda show）
Yeah and you ask me to stay the f**k down
Bangin from Compton and the Bay Town
Yeah come on
Uh Spice-1and MC Eiht
And that eases the nine youknowI'msayin