Luyện nghe bài hát Compton's Lynchin

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

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

So get your shit in gear
Say your prayers, you're scared as brings up the rear
Now you're caught in a trap and you escape
Made a bad mistake you dissed the Eiht

You the penalty, punk start payin'
And you're short, shorter than short, know what I'm
So step back, sorry clown, you hittin'
You gets no juice 'cause lynchin

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

Fools gang way, ain't no to play pussy
Eiht is back to 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 a fuck if you ban this

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

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

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

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

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

And it comes to Eiht, it's quite simple
Put the trigger, bullet smacks 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 just stand here and trip off a sucker who got
And the Eiht ain't G
I got to kill off the before the sucker gets me

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

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

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

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

And geah, Eiht is
up with the Mike on the sneak attack
So be prepared to get in the mix
As my DJ Mike T with the turntable tricks

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

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

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