meet his fate In it to win it and I don't give a fuck Yo listen up This is a gang, and I'm in it Compton's Most Wanted, punk, rolling 4 deep This is
homie dropped the dime So I gotta peel his cap with the nine Fool, if it's on then it's on, fuck ya G Because how the odds are looking, it's either him
jealous, it's all your fault What's up, punk? You was jealous, it's all your fault Pretty soon it's a homie you're grievin' You was jealous, it's all
hotter than salsa, but leave that Drama nigga you can toss her, cause she's a hoodrat She's sneakier than a fucking devil Just like Bushwick said, geah she's
there it's no hope Cause a nigga can't escape the gangs and the dope Damn! And when its black on black that makes it shitty Can't survive in the Compton
As it happens you fall into the zone that's insane Eiht, Chill, DJ Ant, it's a Compton thang (Just the way you like it) (Compton's in the house) [
mutherfucker but its just another gang story Make the hit as I creep in the Nova Mutherfucker, cause I gots to get over First come, first serve Peel a nigga's
Compton hitman What ch'you got in your trunk Fool unlock it As I put the pat down on your pockets The neighbourhood jacker's on the creep I bet your sounds
Mmmm, I'm back for the payback, black Ready to attack, so to your jaw I start to mack Its the mutherfucking Compton psycho So suckers who be sounding
Mike T with his fucking funky scratch. geah Back for the motherfucking '91 My DJ Mike T's in the fucking house Down with the MC Eiht, Compton's Most Wanted
. Bail up to the door and don't have to pay a dollar. "Compton's in the house" as everybody screams as I dust off the sweatshirt and Levi's Jeans. Cant
in a potion You laugh and it's good to be a teacher To be sweated by a sucker who's weaker Compton is the city, you want us to description Eiht and Chill
'bout to drop some gangsta shit I guess it's true what they say When your too far gone ain't no turning back And coming from the Compton mack thats
, you give it up) (Compton's Most Wanted) (Give it up, you give it up) (Biiitch) (I wanna fuck you too) (Give it up, you give it up) (Whose pussy is this? Who's
drunk wino Because the chapter is final (Hit it) (Compton's in effect) (Hear the drummer get wicked) (Compton's in effect) (Hear the drummer get wicked) (Compton's
Geah. Wutup? The Compton phsyco is back Here goes something for the niggas Listen up mutherfuckers cause its hard times MC Eiht comin back with the hard
Yo, Eiht and Chill It's a rumour going around sayin Compton's Most Wanted ain't funky enough Like we can't cut it, or somethin like that Personally,
' Swoopin' through Compton like Batman and Robin E is kinda late, what's the plan for the evening? (Let's roll till we find a pack of girls that's skeezin