MC Eiht ft. King T & Dresta - Straight Outta Compton | Текст песни

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• MC Eiht ft. King T & Dresta
• Straight Outta Compton

[MC Eiht]
Geah
Cmon
Geah

Straight outta Compton, crazy muthafucka named Eiht, fool (geah)
From the gang called C-M-W
When Im 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 Times gon after come and get me
Off your ass, thats how Im goin out (geah)
With a gat (cmon, 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, thats pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Aint no tellin when Im down for a jack move
Heres a murder rap to keep you dancin
With a crime record like Charles Manson (cmon)
Tec-9 is my muthafuckin tool
Dont make me act the gangsta fool
Cause me and you can go toe to toe, no maybe (thats right)
Knockin niggas out the hood daily
Yo weekly, monthly, yearly
Until them mark-ass fools see clearly
that Im down, its the capital C-P-T
Marks cant fuck with me!
So when Im in your neighbourhood, you better duck
Cause Eiht Loc, is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe Im bustin
But when I come back, fool (cmon)
Geah you know its Compton

[King Tee]
Straight outta Compton
Another crazy-ass nigga
Punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
Im a bad muthafucka and you know this
But these mark-ass niggas want show this
But I dont give a fuck, Ima make my snaps
If not from the records to jack in and craps
Like burglary, the definition is jackin
But when illegally armed its called packin
I shoot a muthafucka in a minute
Find a good piece of pussy, and go up in it
So if youre at my show in the front row
Ima call you a bitch, or a dirty-ass hoe
Youll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows you slut, dont get close to
a crazy muthafucker from the street
Attitude legit because Im tearin up shit
King Tee controls the automatic
for any dumb muthafucker, who want static
Not the right hand cause Im the hand itself
Every time, I pull an A.K. off my shelf
Security is maximum and thats the law
K-I-N-G Tee and Im raw
See, cause Im the muthafuckin baller
And double baller tossin up the ???
Ah, that aint 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

[Dresta]
Straight outta Compton
Another brother thatll 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 dont give a fuck nigga
Thats the problem
I see a muthafuckin cop I dont dodge him
But Im smart
Lay low, creep a while
And when I see a punk pass
I smile
To me its kinda funny
The attitude showin nigga drivin
But dont 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 Im jettin
But leave a memory no onell be forgettin
But what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a fuck about a bitch? I aint a sucker!
This is the autobiography of the D
And if you try to fuck with me
Youll be taken, by a stupid-ass nigga that Ill smother
Beggin like a muthafucka
Straight outta Compton