Luyện nghe bài hát Compton Cyco

In da house for da '94 beeitch
Kill'em all off, ya know what I'm

Niggaz of da compton thug
When I'm chrome off da chronic hood nigga
1 mo hit
get split, fake this shit
Never gave a fuck a hoodrat bitch
in da trey with da 3-wheel snitch
So stay da fuck back, you know it's like
Come with da "k", what can I say
Leave you're ass sceared like dana
Nightmare's we comming
It don't stop till'a tick
Around the clock, shock
Is what I send 2 brain
Specialicin' in pain
Better yet I put fools to
funkadelic I'm n2deep
The cyco

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

Guess back from da westside
Killin' muthafuckaz, right
Can't dill when the get to spittin'
Compton bullshitin'
Run yo ass like a cat
? ? ? can you with that
I throw da westside out the fuckin'
Strapped in my as I puff on the indo
Commin' from da compton-gang
on the run got the extra gunz
Droppin' the gangsta shit that you never
up my niggaz, lil' hawking bird
Now we deep as a
Hoodrat bitches prepare to
And don't be that shit cauze we pump
Lay in yo ass we dump'em
And bitches gank for yo'
give a fuck bout non of yo bitches
The cyco

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

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