Luyện nghe bài hát Compton Cyco

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

Niggaz backdafuckup of da thug
When I'm chrome off da chronic hood nigga
1 mo hit
get split, fake this shit
Never a fuck about a hoodrat bitch
Clownin' in da trey with da 3-wheel
So stay da back, you know it's like that
Come strapped da "k", what can I say
you're ass sceared like dana dane
Nightmare's we appears
It stop till'a tick tock
the clock, electric shock
Is what I 2 niggaz brain
Specialicin' in pain
Better yet I put to sleep
funkadelic I'm n2deep
The compton

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

Guess back from da westside
Killin' muthafuckaz, right
Can't when the get starts to spittin'
Compton ain't
Run yo ass like a cat
? ? ? can you fuck with
I throw da out the fuckin' window
Strapped in my as I puff on the indo
Commin' from da muthafuckin'
on the run got the extra gunz
Droppin' the gangsta shit you never heard
up my niggaz, lil' hawking bird
Now we deep as a
Hoodrat prepare to suck
And don't be that shit cauze we pump
Lay in yo ass than we
And gank for yo' ritches
Don't a fuck bout non of yo bitches
The compton

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

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