Geah
One two, one two, uh
(compton 4 death...)
And how's the fuck we gon' doin' in this one
Y'all don't hear me up in here
Geah
Half ounce one time, stick'em
Represent
Eight years ago a friend of mine
Asked me to say some gangsta rhymes
So i said this rhyme i'm about to say
I grabbed the blunt and then it went this way
Eiht bucked a nigga down to the ground
And everybody heard about the compton sound
Criminals to drug - dealers grouped with skan'less hoes
To the baby kids making the hood grow
Can you feel me? gotta make my pay!
To the niggas that wanna kill me: i don't play!
Walk this way, no foul play i'm n 2 deep
One times make a nigga wanna play for keeps
Sometimes makes me wanna holler
How your homies from the same game wanna tame you for your dollar?
Nuthin' to lose, i choose to get a rep
Step, yep nigga, compton 4 death, hit me
Compton 4 death...
Got a thousand for you bitches tryin' to handle this
Representin' eazy e's compton city g's
My buckshots put holes in your truck windows
Another casket closed as the church choir blows
Bitches gon' set you up on a fast trap
Niggaz gon' pull up to pull a fast cap
Gotta get your - mean green to spend
Gotta get your mean green and blow weed my friend
To the westside connect with these gangsta threats
Commence to represent them compton streets
My 44 mag slugs guaranteed to fly (boom boom)
The murder i wrote with intent to die
To the pen cause i'ma do you in for the killin'
Straight to hell and back, big black mack
I'm strapped
On the daily, compton criminal, crazy just to get a rep
Compton 4 death
