Do this muthafuckin' shit right though

We in the muthafuckin' house

Geah

In the muthafuckin' house

Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin' house

Boom Bam, Tha Chill

MC Eiht in the house

And we know your muthafuckin' residential spots, geah



[THA CHILL]

I'm breakin 'em off the proper chunks of the Compton funk

Hoo-bangin' with a pistol grip pump

Buckin' shots in your body boy, buck

For poppin' that lip service, now your lookin' nervous, uh

Muthafuckas best to run and duck

Cause that nigga named Chill still don't give a fuck

Niggas be gettin' shot up with the pistola

Call me Chill but not that nigga known as a cold chiller

I got my heat on the front of the seat

Fuck a cop, anybody killa when a nigga gone off the bop gun

Niggas On The Run, hah, click number 1

Got them niggas steady swangin' and the bitches straight sprung

So you best to bring your army, your posse, your gang

And we can get in the street and throw them thangs

Nigga figure he's bigger, dig a bigger ditch, ah

Fool I'm holdin' the trigger

Finger got the itch, uh, stitch

Or better yet chalk 'em up

I'm tearin' up body parts, makin' it smell like what the fuck?

Don't be thinkin' you gon' catch a nigga slippin' with your shit nigga

1-5-9 times up your head from this stone cold killin' nigga



Ain't nuthin' but them niggas that kill

We ain't nuthin' but them niggas that kill...

Boom Bam in the house



Where you from nigga?



[BOOM BAM]

I'm from the C to the O to the M to the P to the T to the O to the N

Niggas be poppin' that shit and I'll be sockin 'em once up in they chin

One hitter quitter, guaranteed sleeper

Rock-a-