Luyện nghe bài hát This is Compton

[ 1: MC Eiht ]
Fresh off the streets the underground
Nick-named MC Eiht, black brother down
Came to with the hip-hop funk
To let em know (This is Compton) Now up, punk
Westside rulin all world I dump
And the that I'm from take no shit from a chump
Niggas don't care if their beefin
soon it's a homie you're grievin
You entered the zone
If you're a little punk-ass fool, you should run on home
Try to compare? Get
I'm from Compton, so you know the deal
Ballers, skeezers, no age matters
Loced-out muthafuckas the one time scatter
Toe to toe, draw my mic and dumpin
It's the down MC Eiht, and fool, this is

(This is Compton)

[ 2: Tha Chill ]
Another crazy nigga the city
Chill's from the C-p-t, you got beef? a pity
I don't play, I slay all rap suckers
Down E, killin rookie muthafuckas
in the streets, with the left you fall
Make a right on Alondra, see my name on the
Not the banger, but I bust up
(Any punk-ass fool that'll up)
So follow me into the they call panic
by the dub, but suckers act frantic
Niggas hard, number one on the pop
Crazy brothers out all for the gangbang, stop
Compton is thumpin, suckers we
Rhymes on hit, but they talk shit
I gives a fuck about a who's frontin
They call me Tha Chill, and yo, this is

(This is Compton)
(Say it louder)
(Louder)

(Who's playing all damn loud-ass music out there?)
(Compton's Most Wanted, punk, rollin deep)
(Who's playing all that damn loud-ass out there?)
(Eiht'll get crazy, like the Terminator)
(Who's playing all that loud-ass music out there?)
(Boy, up, Tha Chill's on the stage)
(Who's playing all that damn music out there?)
(I the drums, the SP-1200)
(Eiht is back with power after hour)
(Tha is ready, so pass me the sack)

[ VERSE 3: MC ]
Compton is the that I'm claimin
fact with the gat, to the punks I start gamin
Devious, so what do you
I'm from the on missions, and I pop your fuckin neck
understand what I'm sayin
Talk shit, I'm on hit, keep the fools all payin
Niggas the scale when they bail
Police talk shit, but you still get out of jail
Eiht represents the with the bass
The beat you won't beat, you're a disgrace
Try to be casual, but shit won't work
Get sweated in a minute, cause down for the dirt
capacity, the crowd just jumps
For the rhythm that I give em, make the souls all
Energetic, so don't it, yeah, the Eiht keeps pumpin
And fool, this is

(This is Compton)
(Commpton)

[ VERSE 4: Tha ]
muthafucka, Tha Chill will destroy ya
With the hub style for ya
that you're just another fan on the tip
Get dropped by Eiht, Ant, Bam, and
Suckers watch out, Chill's here to scrap
As I say it everytime in my rap
Just like a got my territory marked
You be if you're caught in the dark
(Sorry clown) Don't be
Don't go head up with Tha
Chill can kill
I can't stop because the I'm from
I get too up, and kick the ass of a bum
So if you got static, punk keep
Yo E, they where the fuck we from...
Yo, this is

You sorry-ass muthafuckas deal
Especially you D-V-3 muthafuckas

Y'all is too crazy
If y'all think y'all can hang with Compton's Most Wanted
In

For '89 to the 9-0, fool

Sucker-ass
Can't us
C.M.W.
perm-wearin pussies

Yeah I like shit

Shit, I'm about off, man
Hey Ant, get the fuck out of here