Luyện nghe bài hát Compton Cyco

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

Niggaz backdafuckup of da thug
When I'm chrome off da muthafuckin' chronic hood
1 mo hit
get split, fake this shit
Never gave a fuck about a bitch
Clownin' in da with da 3-wheel snitch
So stay da fuck back, you it's like that
Come strapped da "k", what can I say
Leave you're ass sceared like dane
we comming appears
It don't till'a tick tock
Around the clock, electric
Is what I send 2 brain
Specialicin' in cauzing
Better yet I put to sleep
funkadelic I'm n2deep
The compton

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

Guess back from da westside
muthafuckaz, yeah right
Can't dill when the get to spittin'
ain't bullshitin'
Run yo ass like a cat
? ? ? can you with that
I throw da westside out the window
in my lapped as I puff on the indo
Commin' from da muthafuckin'
Niggaz on the run got the extra
the gangsta shit that you never heard
Call up my niggaz, hawking bird
Now we deep as a
bitches prepare to suck
And don't be talkin' that shit we pump
Lay in yo ass we dump'em
And bitches gank for yo'
Don't a fuck bout non of yo bitches
The compton

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

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