Luyện nghe bài hát Compton Cyco

In da house for da '94 beeitch
Kill'em all off, ya know what I'm

Niggaz backdafuckup of da thug
When I'm chrome off da muthafuckin' hood nigga
1 mo hit
Lips get split, fake this
Never gave a fuck about a bitch
in da trey with da 3-wheel snitch
So stay da fuck back, you know it's like
Come strapped da "k", what can I say
Leave you're ass sceared like dana
we comming appears
It don't stop tick tock
Around the clock, electric
Is what I 2 niggaz brain
Specialicin' in cauzing
yet I put fools to sleep
Like funkadelic I'm
The compton

(the muthafucking cyco) yeah, eh (4x)

Guess back from da westside
Killin' muthafuckaz, right
Can't when the get starts to spittin'
Compton bullshitin'
Run yo ass a sceary cat
? ? ? can you fuck with
I throw da westside out the fuckin'
in my lapped as I puff on the indo
Commin' from da muthafuckin'
on the run got the extra gunz
Droppin' the gangsta shit that you heard
up my niggaz, lil' hawking bird
Now we as a muthafuck
Hoodrat prepare to suck
And be talkin' that shit cauze we pump
Lay in yo ass than we
And bitches gank for yo'
Don't give a bout non of yo bitches
The cyco

Yeah, the compton
on the run
Lil' hawking bird in da houze
And this is how we do shit for da 94, yeah
Mc-eiht, dj slip, oz.
Yo me the fuck outta here

nigga, yeah
Compton nigga,
Compton fool,
on the run