Compton 4 Death Lyrics - Singles - Mc Eiht

Geah 

One two, one two, uh 

(compton 4 death...) 

And how's the f**k we gon' doin' in this one 

Y'all don't hear me up in here 

Geah 

Half ounce one time, stick'em 

Represent 

Eight years ago a friend of mine 

Asked me to say some gangsta rhymes 

So I said this rhyme I'm about to say 

I grabbed the blunt and then it went this way 

Eiht bucked a nigga down to the ground 

And everybody heard about the compton sound 

Criminals to drug - dealers grouped with skan'less hoes 

To the baby kids making the hood grow 

Can you feel me? gotta make my pay! 

To the niggas that wanna kill me: I don't play! 

Walk this way, no foul play I'm n 2 deep 

One times make a nigga wanna play for keeps 

Sometimes makes me wanna holler 

How your homies from the same game wanna tame you for your dollar? 

Nuthin' to lose, I choose to get a rep 

Step, yep nigga, compton 4 death, hit me 

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Compton 4 death... 

Got a thousand for you bitches tryin' to handle this 

Representin' eazy e's compton city g's 

My buckshots put holes in your truck windows 

Another casket closed as the church choir blows 

Bitches gon' set you up on a fast trap 

Niggaz gon' pull up to pull a fast cap 

Gotta get your - mean green to spend 

Gotta get your mean green and blow weed my friend 

To the westside connect with these gangsta threats 

Commence to represent them compton streets 

My 44 mag slugs guaranteed to fly (boom boom) 

The murder I wrote with intent to die 

To the pen cause i'ma do you in for the killin' 

Straight to hell and back, big black mack 

Photos 

I'm strapped 

On the daily, compton criminal, crazy just to get a rep 

Compton 4 death 

Compton 4 death... 

Geah 

One two one two, stick'em 

Half ounce in the house, c'mon 

One two one two, geah 

Half ounce in the house, c'mon 

One two one two 

How the f**k we do it 

Represent 

Follow e down the road to the terror dome 

A-wax keep totin' my f**king chrome 

Takin you to the year two thou' 

How you like me now? 

Keep servin' you with the pow 

No time to think, my instinct's do or die 

When I ride for the west side nuthin' but high 

Bitches don't cry 

It'll be some other sad love shit 

Cruise down the block, another hoodrat to hit 

Pay attention while I mention how I been payin' dues 

Since boulevard and corduroys and high school 

When bitches talk shit we straight pump 

When bloods and crips commence to chalk 'em 

Givin it to you, the real deal now you know 

Chills with me, a whole greenery to straight blow 

Sittin on top of the world, s'yep 

C.m.w. no love, compton 4 death geah 

One two one two stick'em 

Half ounce in the house stick'em 

Compton in the house stick'em 

And all y'all butt-naked lick'em 

Geah 

And that's how the f**k we do it 

Representin' the west 

Geah