Gyeah
Gyeah
We can take it to the streets with the crips and the bloods
These real CPT G's please show no love
Compton
Compton
In this b**h
Somebody told me
Mc Eiht is back with that thug sh**
Compton
Check it out
[ VERSE 1 ]
My mindstate too late it's been gone
Tryina take me out of the hood you're dead wrong
I hustle all day to the f**in break of dawn
Sendin n***as' bodies to hell like sadam
Appetite for destruction corruption
To the highest degree my gat steady dumpin
Always into something you heard of me
k**er for reala my n***a another tragedy
Pops in the clip and slips the automatic
Anybody k**er I gat it stay tatted
f**s them high cla** I like em hoodratted
When the shells slide they panic
n***a straight static
Catastrophe caught in monopoly you copy
Defy you mock me you're gettin sloppy
I rolls through goes through such and such
The angel of d**h meets you time to touch
Mind of a lunatic quick to handle
Sackin muthaf**as like I was john randall
I blows out your spot like a candle
I f**s you up muthaf**a like I was rambo
[ VERSE 2 ]
Easy as it comes I can handle the drama
I bucks givin a f** and high off marihuana
Sendin your body through some muthaf**in trauma
I can dump the damn body you can scream for mama
Common sense you make your a** hit the fence
Run fast or catch the consequence
My straight aim I got it with confidence
The sticky situation I make it intense
The instigator the muthaf**in regulator
The quick to dump the shells in the a** of a infiltrator
The violator the muthaf**a with heat
Let me see if you can beat it from across the street
I'mma knock your damn noodles cos your talk is cheap
I'm a rockabye n***a cos your a** asleep
I'mma show you the way let these real G's play
Stick and move with the working clock like sugar ray
[ VERSE 3 ]
Y'all know what the song and dance is get the flows up
Y'all know when the f**in cash drawer your hands goes up
Close up shop n***a the hood's in town
Hand over the money and don't make a sound
Doomsday no parlay no politickin
We packs up with extra clips and steady dippin
n***as in black coats with black nines
Dig into your body and catch the flatline
Your mama cry over your body at funeral time
Gang related one-time reported the usual signs
Hot crimes k**in who dropped dimes
Smokin chronic reefer listen to gang rhymes
Y'all know the time it's now the pow-wow
The big payback have a n***a lay down
Anyway you bring it I want it
Gun-totin k**in muthaf**a from compton's most wanted
Lifestyles of the ghetto foul
Music to driveby in my dash when I style
100% gangsta steady servin
Me and my homie Dub-C curb servin
Gyeah