Luyện nghe bài hát We Come Strapped

We in the muthafuckin
Eihthype in the house
C.m.w. back in this
Geah, the most wanted muthafuckas in compton, I'm sayin?
And nobody can compare
So niggas beware cause runnin' this bitch

Run run
I got the muthafuckin gun and I'm ready to blast on mark-ass
We shoot first then names later
No one can fade a crooked ass scheming
No one can stop us cause we quick to the fever of the flavor
Punk nuthin can save you
You crossed the boy you slipped
Nuthin' to lose, shootin at your friend as I'm poppin' in another
You try to but it don't do no good
Too killin niggas from my hood, fool uh
Too many drive-by's no one can point or the trigger
Too many loc'ed ass young niggas
We bail and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's
We slang a game of mutherfuckin compton
I gots to peel your fuckin cap,
We come

One more hit on your muthafucka ain't no bullshittin'
Better scatter that ass over the fence the 9 start spittin
And gather up your kids
for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids
I'll cap ass up in the car
When your rollin the the gats get blasted by n.o.t.r.
Don't try to hang with the fire power a slaughter
We bust caps on your at the funeral parlour
You get the end of the stick
Rollin with a click and the way we role, muthafucka it's
And my is sayin' kill so nigga you're stuck
I the sound of the 'k when it start to buck
Ain't no damn playin', ain't no sayin'
One more for the hood when my gat start sprayin'
We gots to your fuckin cap, geah
We come

Night time hits the fuckin
Loadin up the clips and we ready to kill the gangsta beats
One try to run a make on my plates
Routine jack but jack is too fuckin
Put the up in my lap
Hopin these muthafuckas don't trip, slip pass me the extra
I hit the volume up on the dash
So no tittle-tattle can hear the muthafuckin
I him one to the dome
As the cop start to drop I'm sayin to myself it's on
I guess the made me do it
Knew the other times would be comin so I the strap and threw it
Hit the corner fast, hit the gas
Be on the cause they coming to tap my ass
We gots to peel fuckin cap
That's the way we get'em muthafucka you know
We strapped

In the muthafuckin
Eihthype in the muthafuckin house
So stay the fuck
on the run in the muthafuckin house
Lil' hawk & bird in the muthafuckin

Geah, we in the house

Stay the fuck down
ain't no love ho
In the 94
Eihthype, half ounce in bitch
C.m.w. in this