Mc Eiht - Ain't Nuttin' But k**in' lyrics

Geah (right) Back on that a** Some of that smooth gangsta sh** Geah (geah) Givin' it to the muthaf**in homies just like they want to get... n***as On The Run, Lil Hawk & Bird, Da Foe (right) Eiht Hype in the house (them k**in' n***as) b**h Here comes the muthaf**in' 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, muthaf**a it's on To the point where it just don't stop (oh yeah) n***as On The Run gon' make you drop drop drop Loud mouth b**h n***a you's a muthaf**in' 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 n***a Tattoo, uh I runs through your whole crew likes the play Watchin' your homie drop off punk b**hes ya're too soft Better yet too sure muthaf**as 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 k**in' Uh, sayin' c'mon y'all (geah) Geah Creepin' - down the back street on D's A n***a 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 f**in' a** to the drop off spot (geah) And the - E got the f**in' 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 muthaf**in' homies that they best stay heat Fool ain't no playin' with this k**a for n***as that's droppin' a dime Get smacked up side they hear up my 9 Just another n***a shootin' - f** it Another muthaf**in' 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 k**ing C'mon y'all And all my homies from the park Sayin' ain't nuthin' but k**in' Everybody in the house what you got to say? And all my homies from the West Sayin' ain't nuthin' but k**in' All my homies in the house what you got to say? Geah, uh, Compton ain't nuthin' by k**in' Geah right You f**in' around with this click it ain't cool Leave your f**in' body in a damn blood pool Fools can't hang with me, bang with me But n***as 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 f**in' tight Representin' the muthaf**in' hundred and fifty-nine Better hit the muthaf**in' dirt when I hit your curb (geah) Dippin' in a Trey with that gangsta swerve Muthaf**as be fall Just like R. Kelly bodies be cold For this G to put a slug in that a** (right) The last in your see is an A-K blast Nuthin' but k**in' 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 n***as it's stickin' 'em up for the cash, n***a Geah, that's real you know I'm sayin' Puttin' it down for all the real n***as, 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 k**in' Geah And all my homies from the park Sayin' nuthin' but k**ing Geah All my homies from Shack Town, get out They sayin' nuthin' but k**in', geah And all my from Shaolin, get in They sayin' ain't nuthin' but k**ing 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 k**ing Geah Get 'em New Jersey Drive, it's all the way live Sayin' nuthin' but k**ing Geah And all my homies from New Jersey Right Houston - Texas The Bay Town Geah And all them k**ing spots, you know I'm sayin n***a It ain't nuthin' but k**in' k** 'em Geah