Shut Em Down by MC Eiht Lyrics

[Intro: E.D.I. Mean]
Brenk Sinatra

Uh huh...
Outlawz and Eiht
Hahaha....G Shit


[Verse 1: E.D.I. Mean]
Look
We so suited and booted and yeah, the truth is
It's that uncut raw straight from Ruthless
Records so check it, man, you know it's Eazy
When you hear that
[Oh for hell] then you know it's evil
Back on the west coast we feel good
The lil homies said fuck swishers we on wood's
I get love from the rips and the dimu's
My bay niggas know what it do when i slide through, woo
From vegas to denver, yeah we all up in ya'
And the shit it ain't gone stop
So we just gone continue, come on
To bend the rules
And set niggas straight
Putting pussy in there place, Outlawz and Eiht
[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
Yeah its time to move out get em' going
Covert they never know what kind of shit i'm on
Daily routine
It's a routine check stop
Junkies on the ave gonna nod till they neck pop
I ain't got time for no time so I'm
Keep wanting to talk putting that in a slow line
Shooters on the roof at go time
Umbrellas up so your sun get no shine
Know i'm allergic to them fake ass niggas and po-nine's
Stay over in ya weight class heavy ain't yo grind
Featherweight my 40 cal extended to make you levitate
Muscle in my trigger finger nigga i don't hesitate
Yeah, so white people better let us be
Pac ambition and thinking like Dick Gregory
And i'm eating, I'm a dis Bourdain
And me getting money yeah that's a sure thing

[Hook]
Moving on these suckers
Cause they taking me lightly
Tryna murder me something
If ya anything like me
Outlaw, inlaw everybody getting shot
We don't leave E town
Everybody getting hot
Moving on these suckers
Never taking them lightly
If ya tryna keep it hood
Then ya tryna get like me
Outlaws, inlaws everybody getting shot
We don't leave any town
We just hit another fucking spot

[Verse 3: Young Noble]
Outlaws an Eiht come to set the game straight
Official as it gets with Premier on the case
Gifted universal rhymes unlimited like Guru
Some of my niggas crips some of them pirus
It really don't matter if you blood or cuz
Long as you got love for thugs
This that outlaw love
My Makaveli and Kadafi live on
Got em' throwing up the westside from Paris to Rome
Outlaw ridaz
The move been offical
Shake the whole world with a pen or pistol
Man of my word i'm a get what I deserve
Killuminati soldier from compton to jers

[Verse 4: MC Eiht]
They sent me to keep it hood
So I do not sell
Out the motherfucking hood
I'll send ya to hell
Still i rise and bail
Outlaw for real
2 shots for my niggas still heading to jail
Geah i'm real with the struggle
Whatever your side
Never letting em' know where the pistol hide
Dear momma I tried
Still I plead the fifth
Catching them of guard loc
Revenge is swift, G'eah
Music to drive by so we hitting ya fast
And the nigga to hit first just like the last
Now the beef has past
So it's action first
And the line that comes next
Outcome is worse
Geah
[Hook]
Moving on these suckers
Cause they taking me lightly
Tryna murder me something
If ya anything like me
Outlaw, inlaw everybody getting shot
We don't leave any town
Everybody getting hot

Moving on these suckers
Never taking them lightly
If ya tryna keep it hood
Then ya tryna get like me
Outlaws, inlaws everybody getting shot
We don't leave town
We just hit another fucking spot