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Compton
in da muth*fking house for da '94 beeitch
Kill'em all off, ya know what i'm sayin'
backdafkup of da compton thug
When i'm chrome off da muth*fkin' chronic hood nigg*
1 mo muth*fkin' hit
lips get split, fake this s**t
Never gave a fk about a hoodrat b*tch
clownin' in da trey with da 3-wheel snitch
so stay da fk back, you know it's like that
come strapped with da "K", what can I say
leave youre as* sceared like dana dane
nightmare's we comming appears
it don't stop till'a tick tock
around the clock, electric shock
is what I send 2 brain
specialicin' in cauzing pain
better yet I put fools to sleep
like funkadelic i'm n2deep
the compton cyco
(the muth*fking compton cyco) yeah, eh (4x)
guess who's back from da westside
killin' muth*fkaz, yeah right
can't dill when the get starts to spittin'
compton ain't bulls**tin'
run yo as* like a sceary cat
??? can you fk with that
I throw da westside out the fkin' window
strapped in my lapped as i puff on the indo
commin' from da muth*fkin' compton-gang
on the run got the extra gunz
droppin' the gangsta s**t that you never heard
call up my , lil' hawking bird
now we deep as a muth*fk
hoodrat girls prepare to suck
and don't be talkin' that s**t cauze we pump
lay in yo as* than we dump'em
and girls gank for yo' ritches
don't give a fk bout non of yo girls
the compton cyco
yeah, the compton cyco
on the run
lil' hawking bird in da muth*fkin' houze
and this is how we do this s**t for da 94, yeah
mc-eiht, dj slip, half oz.
yo take me the fk outta here
compton nigg*, yeah
compton nigg*, yeah
compton fool, yeah
on the run