Compton
In da muthafucking house for da ’94 beeitch
Kill’em all off, ya know what i’m sayin’
Niggaz backdafuckup of da compton thug
When i’m chrome off da muthafuckin’ chronic hood nigga
1 mo muthafuckin’ hit
Lips get split, fake this shit
Never gave a fuck about a hoodrat bitch
Clownin’ in da trey with da 3-wheel switch
So stay da fuck back, you know it’s like that
Come strapped with da “k”, what can i say
Leave youre ass sceared like dana dane
Nightmare’s we come in pairs
It don’t stop till’a tick tock
Around the clock, electric shock
Is what i send 2 niggaz brain
Specialicin’ in cauzing pain
Better yet i put fools to sleep
Like funkadelic i’m n2deep
The compton cyco
(the muthafucking compton cyco) G’yeah, eh (4x)
Guess who’s back from da westside
Killin’ muthafuckaz, G’yeah right
Can’t deal when the “K” starts spittin’
Compton ain’t bullshitin’
Run yo ass like a scaredy cat
H-K that can you fuck with that
I throw da westside out the fuckin’ window
Strapped in my lapped as i puff on the indo
Commin’ from da muthafuckin’ compton-gang
Niggaz on the run got the extra gunz
Droppin’ the gangsta shit that you never heard
Call up my niggaz, lil’ hawk n’ bird
Now we deep as a muthafuck
Hoodrat bitches prepare to suck
And don’t be talkin’ that shit cauze we pump
Lead in yo ass than we dump’em
in ditches, gank for yo’ ritches
Don’t give a fuck bout non of yo bitches
The compton cyco
G’Yeah, the compton cyco
Niggaz on the run
Lil’ hawk n’ Bird in da muthafuckin’ houze
And this is how we do this shit for da 94, yeah
Mc-eiht, dj slip, half oz.
Yo take me the fuck outta here
Compton nigga, G’yeah
Compton nigga, G’yeah
Compton fool, G’yeah
>Niggaz on the run
