Luyện nghe bài hát Compton Cyco

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

Niggaz of da compton thug
I'm chrome off da muthafuckin' chronic hood nigga
1 mo hit
Lips get split, fake shit
Never gave a fuck about a bitch
Clownin' in da trey da 3-wheel snitch
So stay da back, you know it's like that
Come strapped with da "k", can I say
Leave you're ass like dana dane
Nightmare's we appears
It don't till'a tick tock
the clock, electric shock
Is what I 2 niggaz brain
in cauzing pain
Better yet I put to sleep
Like funkadelic I'm
The cyco

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

who's back from da westside
Killin' muthafuckaz, right
Can't dill when the get starts to
Compton ain't
Run yo ass like a cat
? ? ? can you with that
I throw da westside out the window
Strapped in my lapped as I puff on the
from da muthafuckin' compton-gang
Niggaz on the run got the extra
Droppin' the gangsta shit you never heard
Call up my niggaz, hawking bird
Now we as a muthafuck
Hoodrat prepare to suck
And don't be talkin' that cauze we pump
Lay in yo ass we dump'em
And gank for yo' ritches
Don't give a bout non of yo bitches
The cyco

Yeah, the compton
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 me the fuck outta here

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