Wicked Hearted lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Yo]
My conscious constantly tellin' me to kill
I was coked up all of my first night so that's just the way it is
Creep in through the kitchen
Heard her husband b*tchin bout' some n*gga
I c*ck my Glock, I guess he heard and Blue said, "What's up, n*gga?"
He started preachin', I smacked him with that thang
He started havin' a seizure, oh my fault, I killed some preacher
Now his wife is a widow, but she didn't need that old ho
'Cause she ride a Cadillac STS '96 with the pure gold momo's
I grabbed that b*tch by her head, "No, I don't wanna f*ck you, ho"
I kill for a f*ckin' sport, I want the money and dope
She told me to come alone, the money's just by the river
I'm lookin' at Cody's face, I'm knowin' that he wanna kill her
I'm vampin' up out the door, I chopped off her husband's leg
I gave her a souvenir, now this b*tch is really scared
I ride up the f*ckin' river, I got all the money, n*gga
I tied the bricks to her leg, now she's dead and I'm the killer

[Chorus: MC Eiht]
I'm takin' my nine and puttin' it to your f*ckin' dome
I'm takin' my nine and puttin' it to your f*ckin' dome

[Verse 2: Mr. Yack]
A loaded TEC is my only automatic weapon
Don't make no moves when I step into your home rippin'
Then buy some stank and that lunatic, my n*gga Blue
Lettin' off ten slugs as them hollow tips make trails through you
Now where's the cheese? Before your whole family die
Told them directions, trick, put your hands back in the sky
He tried to slip off and alert the woman next door
I caught that b*tch and popped her in her neck, that stupid ho
Now she's deceased, I ran back to the stanky scene
And I got nervous when I heard the sound of the sirens
Me and straight Blue become the suspects as we fled
When it was over, there was a hundred n*ggas dead
Surely but slowly, we hit 'em in the first degree
I had to get 'em, and the only way was robbery
[Chorus: MC Eiht]
I'm takin' my nine and puttin' it to your f*ckin' dome
I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm takin' my nine and puttin' it to your f*ckin' dome

[Verse 3: Lil Yo]
For the wicked-hearted murder in the lane of the fire
Dangerous explosives like the Oklahoma Disaster
When the buildin' blew up in flames, shootin' them thangs on your ass
I wanna be a terrorist on the news, talkin' bad
I'm loadin' up my clip, got a plan for tonight
A Glock in my hand, in my pocket is a knife
I'm lookin' for a victim pushin' keys on the scene
I wanna make a stain for a million, ride clean
I'm comin' out on a friday and I gotta hit the strip
I've been conin' all last night, so you know I plan to flip
And I'm so wicked-hearted right to stay up in this game
And I'm so damn young, that should be a cryin' shame
That I be sellin' dope, f*ckin' hoes, constantly blastin'
I'm robbin' all these n*ggas, I'm the wicked-hearted assassin

[Outro: MC Eiht & Prince Johnny C]
I'm takin' my nine and puttin' it to your f*ckin' dome
Ran outside and all he heard was, "Boy, freeze"
I'm takin' my nine and put-put-puttin' it to your f*ckin'-f*ckin' dome
Ran outside and all heard was, "Boy-boy— boy, freeze"