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ComptonS Most Wanted - "Comptons Lynchin"
Lyrics to Comptons Lynchin : Comptons lynchin mutherfuckers with a left hook. So turn the Eiht on 80 as I start to cook. As my name stays terror when youre caught in the dark. I punk bitches and kill off all scary marks. So get a puff of the bomb ass Compton shit. And watch the A double M pop in a second clip. And when Im all finished unloading, I set the timer to 8 seconds, heads start exploding. So punk get your shit in gear. Say your prayers, your scared, as Mike brings up the rear. Now your caught in a trap and you cant escape. Made a bad mistake cause you dissed the Eiht. You broke the penalty, punk start paying. And your short, shorter then short, knowutumsaying' So step back sorry clown, you aint hitting. You gets no juice, cause Comptons lynchin. (Compton)..(no, please dont!)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) [x2] Fools gang way, no time to play pussy. Eiht is back to attack so dont push me. Dont try to play with my rhyme you cant stand this. Im from Compton so I dont give a fuck if you ban this. I got you trapped in a mutherfuckin straight coat. I guess you just cant talk with a clenched throat. So punk dont try to bargain with your rhymes. Playing me close will mean your crossing Eihts line. And thats not good for your health. Cause when it comes to Eiht and Mike, youll get dealt with. The mutherfucking power after hour. No air to breath, cause all the suckers we devour. So hang up your dreams of making snaps. You wont make a penny with your fucked up raps. So step back or its your title Im clinching. Punk ass fool, cause Comptons lynchin (Compton)..(no, please dont!)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(Now wait a minute. Hey man)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(stop stop stop!)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) I guess Ill start dropping these fools, cause they lyrics be like offending me. So you can say that Eihts your worste enemy. So make tracks or its your fucking hood Ill blow down. One on one in the Compton streets well have a showdown. And when it comes to Eiht its quite simple. Pull the trigger, bullet smacks dead in your temple. No explanations on why I did it. When they ask, I tell em cause the punk bullshitted. So now I leave his homeys in grief. I cant just stand here and trip off a sucker who got beef. And the Eiht aint bullshitting G. I got to kill off the sucker before the sucker gets me. So raise the fuck up because the Eiht aint tripping. Before I let a sucker slide, hes already slipping. And whats left is a sucker caught up in suspension. Word em up G, cause Comptons lynchin. (Compton)..(no, please dont!)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(stop stop stop!)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) You give up' I see your sweating like crazy. Eihtll stay cool, cause fool you tried to phaze me. Your rhymes are washed up your beats are fucked. Your just a victim punk youll get stuck. By a brother with a evil vengence. And when I say Eiht kills, boy I meant this. And if your caught in the crossfire its like that. I mean the shooting of lyrics or the damn gatt. And geah, Eiht is back. Teaming up with the Mike on the sneak attack. So be prepared to get gaffled in the mix. As my DJ Mike T fuck with the turntable tricks. So take flicks, cause your all on his dick. And its making me sick as he start to do a trick. So raise the fuck up, its pieces of your brain that Im pinchin. Word em up G, Comptons lynchin. (Compton)..(oh oh oh)..(get your ass up)..(whats up nigga)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(shit)..(punk ass nigga)..(now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(surprise nigga)..(now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(Comptons in the house)..(mutherfucker) (Comptons in the house)..(mutherfuckers) (Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) (Comptons in the house)..(mutherfuckers) (Compton)..(Now Im lynchin mutherfuckers) [ Comptons Lynchin Lyrics ]
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