Spice 1 - The Murda Show Lyrics

(feat. MC Eiht)

[Spice-1]
Damn Eiht
What the f*ck 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 motherf*ckers 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 motherf*ckin Bay Town nigga
So step the f*ck 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
motherf*ckin 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 f*ckin flo'
It's the goddamn murda show
Starring a nigga in black wearin a weed hat creepin low
And co-starring is a psycho motherf*cker
He grew up in Compton bustin caps at the cluckers
His name is MC motherf*ckin 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 motherf*ckin 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 motherf*ckin 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 f*ckin 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, f*ck the bacon
The big black neck getting motherf*ckers 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 f*ck 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*ckin 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 motherf*ckin 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 motherf*ckin 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 motherf*ckin back bring ya scorcher
Psychopathic madmen dead body chucker
Quick to pull the trigger on another motherf*cker
Slangin to the bass head bitches in the alley
Killin for my motherf*ckin money in recally
My nigga MC Eiht will make the getaway drive
I got the gat hangin up out the motherf*ckin ride
Niggas be getting the duck sit f*ckin with the player, sprayer layer
Nigga out with the shout of the t-t-tech, Mic motherf*ckin 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*ckin 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 motherf*ckin murda show

[Chorus: Spice-1 & MC Eiht]
A to the motherf*ckin 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 motherf*ckin K
187 proof ass nigga from the Bay (murda show)
Yeah, and you ask me to stay the f*ck 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?