Luyện nghe bài hát Compton's Lynchin

Compton's lynchin, with a left hook
So the Eiht on 80 as I start to cook
As my name stays terror you're caught in the dark
I punk bitches and off all scary marks

So get a puff of the bomb as Compton
And the A double M pop in a second clip
And when I'm all finished
I set the to 8 seconds, heads start explodin'

So punk get your in gear
Say your prayers, you're scared as Mike up the rear
Now you're caught in a and you can't escape
Made a bad mistake 'cause you dissed the

You broke the penalty, punk payin'
And you're short, than short, know what I'm sayin'?
So step back, sorry clown, you ain't
You gets no juice 'cause Compton's

Compton, no, please don't, now I'm lynchin
Compton, no, don't, now I'm lynchin motherfuckers

Fools gang way, ain't no time to play
is back to attack so don't push me
Don't try to play with my rhyme, you can't this
I'm from Compton so I don't give a if you ban this

I got you in a motherfuckin' straight coat
I guess you cant talk with a clenched throat
So punk don't try to bargain with your
Playin' me close will mean you're crossin' Eiht's

And not good for your health
'Cause when it comes to and Mike, you'll get dealt with
The motherfuckin' power hour
No air to breath 'cause all the suckers, we

So up your dreams of makin' snaps
You won't make a with your fucked up raps
So step back or it's your title I'm
Punk ass fool Compton's lynchin

Compton, no, please don't, now I'm lynchin
Compton, now wait a minute, hey man, now I'm motherfuckers
Compton, stop, stop, stop, stop, now I'm lynchin
Compton, now I'm motherfuckers

I guess I'll start droppin' fools
they lyrics be like offendin' me
So you can say that Eiht's your enemy
So tracks or it's your fuckin' hood, I'll blow down
One on one in the streets we'll have a showdown

And when it to Eiht, it's quite simple
Put the trigger, smacks dead in your temple
No on why I did it
When they ask, I 'em 'cause the punk bullshitted

So, now I his homie's in grief
I can't stand here and trip off a sucker who got beef
And the ain't bullshittin' G
I got to kill off the sucker before the sucker me

So raise the fuck up 'cause the ain't trippin'
I let a sucker slide, he's already slippin'
And what's left is a caught up in suspension
Word 'em up G 'cause lynchin

Compton, no, don't, now I'm lynchin motherfuckers
Compton, stop, stop, stop, stop, now I'm lynchin

You up? I see you're sweatin' like crazy
Eiht'll stay cool 'cause you tried to faze me
Your rhymes are washed up, your beats are
just a victim punk, you'll get stuck

By a brother with a vengeance
And when I say Eiht kills, boy I this
And if you're caught in the crossfire, like that
I mean the shootin' of lyrics or the gatt

And geah, is back
Teamin' up with the on the sneak attack
So be to get gaffled in the mix
As my DJ Mike T fuck with the tricks

So take 'cause you're all on his dick
And it's me sick as he start to do a trick
So raise the fuck up, it's pieces of your brain I'm pinchin'
Word 'em up G, lynchin

Compton, oh oh , get your ass up, what's up
Now I'm motherfuckers
Compton, shit, punk ass nigga, now I'm motherfuckers
Compton, nigga, now I'm lynchin motherfuckers

Compton, in the house, motherfucker
in the house, motherfuckers, now I'm lynchin motherfuckers
Compton's in the house,
Compton, now I'm motherfuckers