Murder at Night

MC Eiht

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    Murder niggas at night
    Some of that real thug shit
    We murder niggas at night
    And in the morning
    We catch fools sleepin' before they yawnin'

    Murder for hire
    Click caps to pay bills
    For this young g
    Steps back and kill at will
    I ain't playing with your
    No game, the shit's real
    So I hits the blocks with yay, no fucking deal (that's right)
    I'm heated - and I'm greedy as fuck, I need a meal
    My 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 tale
    Niggas talk about who did the killing in jail
    We hoo-bangers, hit you block, throw it up
    Smash, the real regulators sowed it up
    Push rhymes like weight, push - real weight
    Get my money comin' in from state to state (chin chin)
    Contemplate, my niggas escape to the house
    Cause if I'm caught by the times, then I'm - assed out

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    We murder niggas at night
    And in the morning (compton all day, nigga)
    We catch fools sleepin' before they yawnin'
    We murder niggas at night
    We 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 night
    We hoo bang, bitch, here's your fuckin warning

    Y'all needs to back the fuck up or your block gon' burn
    Me and my nigga blast with the same gat - it's my turn
    Money and the power, it's my time to earn
    You're dead on arrival, to whom it may concern
    Real thug from the street, yes, die for the cause
    Dips the blocks with the heat, right next to my balls
    I be the first nigga to jump on the - front line
    Slang quarter piece rocks and dodgin - one time
    Everybody hustlin' for cash and that's real
    Half of us niggas be looking for any bill
    Lock down ? ? my ass ? ?
    But I bails out, another head back to coke
    I gots to bang the hood, slang - till it drop
    The enemies I fear not, fuck a cop
    The enemies, they come close but get popped
    I lasted, laughed last till your heart stopped

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