Luyện nghe bài hát Compton Cyco

In da muthafucking house for da '94
all off, ya know what I'm sayin'

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

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

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

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

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