Hit the Floor
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โฑ๏ธ 1:49 duration
๐ ID: 7070377
๐ Lyrics
Kniggety-knock, kniggety knock, knock, knock
Punk, guess who's back, yeah, it's that Compton nigga
How'd you figure that I'd give your ass the first jump?
Sorry, fool, The Eiht don't sleep, chump
Some want me to stop with the violence
Some say, "Take a code of silence"
But you'll get the mother-fucking middle finger
'Cause Eiht won't be no rap-pop singer
Now you still want me to flip-flop
Straight black, no chill, we come from top
From the depths of hell as I bail
Fresh outta jail, nigga might as well
Get too drunk and hit the fucking blunt
Then peel your cap back, sorry, punk
Back in your shit, so here we go
Motherfuckers hit the floor
Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
Shiggety-shit's gonna hit the fan, Jack
When I'm blunted off the fuckin chronic sack
Geah, so hit the floor when I cock the gatt
Bloods gon' spill when I rat-tat-tat
Bitches scream, niggas yell
Three days later left is a fucked up smell
Coming from the Compton psycho (psycho)
Can you fuck with me? I don't think so
I got the mind of a lunatic
And I'll fuck you quick, so you can suck a fat dick
And take that shit to the bank
So on the way the Eiht can gank
And my style ain't friendly often
Eight times outta ten, you end in a coffin
I don't think you can deal no more
C-M-W say hit the fucking floor
Punk ass nigga
Back in your shit for the nine-deuce to get loose
Eiht hype in the motherfucking house, geah...
Punk, guess who's back, yeah, it's that Compton nigga
How'd you figure that I'd give your ass the first jump?
Sorry, fool, The Eiht don't sleep, chump
Some want me to stop with the violence
Some say, "Take a code of silence"
But you'll get the mother-fucking middle finger
'Cause Eiht won't be no rap-pop singer
Now you still want me to flip-flop
Straight black, no chill, we come from top
From the depths of hell as I bail
Fresh outta jail, nigga might as well
Get too drunk and hit the fucking blunt
Then peel your cap back, sorry, punk
Back in your shit, so here we go
Motherfuckers hit the floor
Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
Shiggety-shit's gonna hit the fan, Jack
When I'm blunted off the fuckin chronic sack
Geah, so hit the floor when I cock the gatt
Bloods gon' spill when I rat-tat-tat
Bitches scream, niggas yell
Three days later left is a fucked up smell
Coming from the Compton psycho (psycho)
Can you fuck with me? I don't think so
I got the mind of a lunatic
And I'll fuck you quick, so you can suck a fat dick
And take that shit to the bank
So on the way the Eiht can gank
And my style ain't friendly often
Eight times outta ten, you end in a coffin
I don't think you can deal no more
C-M-W say hit the fucking floor
Punk ass nigga
Back in your shit for the nine-deuce to get loose
Eiht hype in the motherfucking house, geah...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.84] Kniggety-knock, kniggety knock, knock, knock
[00:10.48] Punk, guess who's back, yeah, it's that Compton nigga
[00:13.61] How'd you figure that I'd give your ass the first jump?
[00:17.26] Sorry, fool, The Eiht don't sleep, chump
[00:19.65] Some want me to stop with the violence
[00:22.07] Some say, "Take a code of silence"
[00:23.92] But you'll get the mother-fucking middle finger
[00:26.55] 'Cause Eiht won't be no rap-pop singer
[00:29.43] Now you still want me to flip-flop
[00:31.62] Straight black, no chill, we come from top
[00:34.25] From the depths of hell as I bail
[00:36.30] Fresh outta jail, nigga might as well
[00:39.10] Get too drunk and hit the fucking blunt
[00:41.41] Then peel your cap back, sorry, punk
[00:44.02] Back in your shit, so here we go
[00:46.23] Motherfuckers hit the floor
[00:48.80] Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
[00:50.98] Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
[00:53.58] Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
[00:56.06] Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
[00:57.50] Shiggety-shit's gonna hit the fan, Jack
[01:00.43] When I'm blunted off the fuckin chronic sack
[01:02.54] Geah, so hit the floor when I cock the gatt
[01:05.56] Bloods gon' spill when I rat-tat-tat
[01:08.40] Bitches scream, niggas yell
[01:10.09] Three days later left is a fucked up smell
[01:13.10] Coming from the Compton psycho (psycho)
[01:15.59] Can you fuck with me? I don't think so
[01:17.66] I got the mind of a lunatic
[01:19.74] And I'll fuck you quick, so you can suck a fat dick
[01:22.79] And take that shit to the bank
[01:25.39] So on the way the Eiht can gank
[01:27.73] And my style ain't friendly often
[01:29.60] Eight times outta ten, you end in a coffin
[01:32.66] I don't think you can deal no more
[01:34.89] C-M-W say hit the fucking floor
[01:37.67] Punk ass nigga
[01:39.50] Back in your shit for the nine-deuce to get loose
[01:42.75] Eiht hype in the motherfucking house, geah...
[01:46.45]
[00:10.48] Punk, guess who's back, yeah, it's that Compton nigga
[00:13.61] How'd you figure that I'd give your ass the first jump?
[00:17.26] Sorry, fool, The Eiht don't sleep, chump
[00:19.65] Some want me to stop with the violence
[00:22.07] Some say, "Take a code of silence"
[00:23.92] But you'll get the mother-fucking middle finger
[00:26.55] 'Cause Eiht won't be no rap-pop singer
[00:29.43] Now you still want me to flip-flop
[00:31.62] Straight black, no chill, we come from top
[00:34.25] From the depths of hell as I bail
[00:36.30] Fresh outta jail, nigga might as well
[00:39.10] Get too drunk and hit the fucking blunt
[00:41.41] Then peel your cap back, sorry, punk
[00:44.02] Back in your shit, so here we go
[00:46.23] Motherfuckers hit the floor
[00:48.80] Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
[00:50.98] Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
[00:53.58] Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
[00:56.06] Nigga, I'm a trigger-happy, nigga
[00:57.50] Shiggety-shit's gonna hit the fan, Jack
[01:00.43] When I'm blunted off the fuckin chronic sack
[01:02.54] Geah, so hit the floor when I cock the gatt
[01:05.56] Bloods gon' spill when I rat-tat-tat
[01:08.40] Bitches scream, niggas yell
[01:10.09] Three days later left is a fucked up smell
[01:13.10] Coming from the Compton psycho (psycho)
[01:15.59] Can you fuck with me? I don't think so
[01:17.66] I got the mind of a lunatic
[01:19.74] And I'll fuck you quick, so you can suck a fat dick
[01:22.79] And take that shit to the bank
[01:25.39] So on the way the Eiht can gank
[01:27.73] And my style ain't friendly often
[01:29.60] Eight times outta ten, you end in a coffin
[01:32.66] I don't think you can deal no more
[01:34.89] C-M-W say hit the fucking floor
[01:37.67] Punk ass nigga
[01:39.50] Back in your shit for the nine-deuce to get loose
[01:42.75] Eiht hype in the motherfucking house, geah...
[01:46.45]