Luyện nghe bài hát Compton Cyco

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

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

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

who's back from da westside
Killin' muthafuckaz, yeah
Can't when the get starts to spittin'
ain't bullshitin'
Run yo ass like a cat
? ? ? can you fuck with
I da westside out the fuckin' window
Strapped in my as I puff on the indo
Commin' da muthafuckin' compton-gang
on the run got the extra gunz
Droppin' the gangsta that you never heard
Call up my niggaz, hawking bird
Now we deep as a
Hoodrat bitches to suck
And don't be talkin' that cauze we pump
Lay in yo ass we dump'em
And bitches gank for yo'
Don't a fuck 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

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