Mc Eiht - Compton 4 Death Lyrics
GeahOne two, one two, uh(compton 4 death...)And hows the ***** we gon doin in this oneYall dont hear me up in hereGeahHalf ounce one time, stickemRepresentEight years ago a friend of mineAsked me to say some gangsta rhymesSo I said this rhyme Im about to sayI grabbed the blunt and then it went this wayEiht bucked a nigga down to the groundAnd everybody heard about the compton soundCriminals to drug - dealers grouped with skanless hoesTo the baby kids making the hood growCan you feel me? gotta make my pay!To the niggas that wanna kill me: I dont play!Walk this way, no foul play Im n 2 deepOne times make a nigga wanna play for keepsSometimes makes me wanna hollerHow your homies from the same game wanna tame you for your dollar?Nuthin to lose, I choose to get a repStep, yep nigga, compton 4 death, hit meCompton 4 death...Got a thousand for you *****es tryin to handle thisRepresentin eazy es compton city gsMy buckshots put holes in your truck windowsAnother casket closed as the church choir blows*****es gon set you up on a fast trapNiggaz gon pull up to pull a fast capGotta get your - mean green to spendGotta get your mean green and blow weed my friendTo the westside connect with these gangsta threatsCommence to represent them compton streetsMy 44 mag slugs guaranteed to fly (boom boom)The murder I wrote with intent to dieTo the pen cause ima do you in for the killinStraight to hell and back, big black mackIm strappedOn the daily, compton criminal, crazy just to get a repCompton 4 deathCompton 4 death...GeahOne two one two, stickemHalf ounce in the house, cmonOne two one two, geahHalf ounce in the house, cmonOne two one twoHow the ***** we do itRepresentFollow e down the road to the terror domeA-wax keep totin my *****ing chromeTakin you to the year two thouHow you like me now?Keep servin you with the powNo time to think, my instincts do or dieWhen I ride for the west side nuthin but high*****es dont cryItll be some other sad love shitCruise down the block, another hoodrat to hitPay attention while I mention how I been payin duesSince boulevard and corduroys and high schoolWhen *****es talk shit we straight pumpWhen bloods and crips commence to chalk emGivin it to you, the real deal now you knowChills with me, a whole greenery to straight blowSittin on top of the world, syepC.m.w. no love, compton 4 death geahOne two one two stickemHalf ounce in the house stickemCompton in the house stickemAnd all yall butt-***** lickemGeahAnd thats how the ***** we do itRepresentin the westGeah
