[MC Eiht]
Geah
C`mon
Geah
Straight outta Compton, crazy muthafucka named Eiht, fool (geah)
From the gang called C-M-W
When I`m called off, I got a sawed off (boom boom!)
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too boy, if you fuck with me
One Time`s gon` after come and get me
Off your ass, that`s how I`m goin` out (geah)
With a gat (c`mon, uh!)
Gots pointed at (geah)
Niggas start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix `em and cook `em in a pot like gumbo (geah)
Goin` out on a muthafucka like that
with a strap, that`s pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Ain`t no tellin` when I`m down for a jack move
Here`s a murder rap to keep you dancin`
With a crime record like Charles Manson (c`mon)
Tec-9 is my muthafuckin` tool
Don`t make me act the gangsta fool
Cause me and you can go toe to toe, no maybe (that`s right)
Knockin` niggas out the hood daily
Yo weekly, monthly, yearly
Until them mark-ass fools see clearly
that I`m down, it`s the capital C-P-T
Marks can`t fuck with me!
So when I`m in your neighbourhood, you better duck
Cause Eiht Loc, is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I`m bustin`
But when I come back, fool (c`mon)
Geah you know it`s Compton
[King Tee]
Straight outta Compton
Another crazy-ass nigga
Punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I`m a bad muthafucka and you know this
But these mark-ass niggas want show this
But I don`t give a fuck, I`ma make my snaps
If not from the records to jack in and craps
Like burglary, the definition is jackin`
But when illegally armed it`s called packin`
I shoot a muthafucka in a minute
Find a good piece of pussy, and go up in it
So if you`re at my show in the front row
I`ma call you a bitch, or a dirty-ass hoe
You`ll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows you slut, don`t get close to
a crazy muthafucker from the street
Attitude legit because I`m tearin` up shit
King Tee controls the automatic
for any dumb muthafucker, who want static
Not the right hand cause I`m the hand itself
Every time, I pull an A.K. off my shelf
Security is maximum and that`s the law
K-I-N-G Tee and I`m raw
See, cause I`m the muthafuckin` baller
And double baller tossin` up the ???
Ah, that ain`t a place without a clue
And once their ass is in the scope, their ass is through
Look, you might take it as nigga simple
But a nigga like T is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Compton
[Dre`sta]
Straight outta Compton
Another brother that`ll smother your mother
And make your bitch think I love her
Dangerous
Muthafucka raise in hell
And if I ever get caught
I make bail
See I don`t give a fuck nigga
That`s the problem
I see a muthafuckin` cop I don`t dodge him
But I`m smart
Lay low, creep a while
And when I see a punk pass
I smile
To me it`s kinda funny
The attitude showin` nigga drivin`
But don`t know where the fuck he goin` just rollin`
Lookin` for my lil` nigga Eazy
I just blast, they never seize him
Ruthless; never seen like a shadow in the dark
Except when I unload
And with the strap I blast, no hesitation
You hear the screams of the one
Who caught the last penetration
Feel a little gust of wind and I`m jettin`
But leave a memory no one`ll be forgettin`
But what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a fuck about a bitch? I ain`t a sucker!
This is the autobiography of the D
And if you try to fuck with me
You`ll be taken, by a stupid-ass nigga that I`ll smother
Beggin` like a muthafucka
Straight outta Compton
