Bernie Grundman Mastering - Hit the Floor lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Eiht] Kn**ety-knock, kn**ety knock, knock, knock Punk guess who's back, yeah its that Compton n***a How'd you figure? That I'd give your a** the first jump Sorry fool, the Eiht dont sleep chump Some want me to stop with the violence Some say, take a code of silence But you'll get the motherf**ing middle finger Cause Eiht won't be no rap-pop singer Now you still want me to flip flop Straight black, no [?] From the depths of hell as I bail Fresh outta jail, n***a might as well Get too drunk and hit the f**ing blunt Then peel your cap back sorry punk Back in your sh** so here we go Motherf**ers hit the floor [Hook x2] Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off n***a, I'm a trigger happy n***a... [Verse 2: MC Eiht] Shiggety-sh**s gonna hit the fan Jack When I'm blunted off the mutherf**in chronic sack Yeah, so hit the floor when I co*k the gatt Bloods goin' spill when I rat-tat-tat b**hes scream, n***as yell Three days later left is a f**ed up smell Coming from the Compton psycho Can you f** with me? I dont think so I got the mind of a lunitic And I'll f** you quick, so you can s** a fat dick And take that sh** to the bank So on the way the Eiht can gank And my style ain't friendly often Eiht times outta ten, you end in a coffin I dont think you can deal no more C-M-W say hit the f**ing floor [Outro] Punk a** n***a! Back in your sh** for the nine-duece to get loose Eiht hype in the mutherf**ing house...Geah