| Song | I'm Wit Dat |
| Artist | Compton's Most Wanted |
| Album | It's a Compton Thang |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Allen, Manuel, Tyler | |
| Yo, eiht and chill | |
| It's a rumour going around sayin | |
| Compton's most wanted ain't funky enough | |
| Like we can't cut it, or somethin like that | |
| Personally, i don't know where the rumour got started | |
| They must be waitin for the album to drop or somethin | |
| But anyway, in the meantime | |
| Eiht, you're the first one up on this demo | |
| Set the record straight | |
| [ verse 1: mc eiht ] | |
| As i commence with the def **** strategy | |
| Of the lyrics i'm bustin, suckers tend to get mad at me | |
| Fill it to the limit at the top of my cup | |
| Press your luck, lose a buck as you get tossed up | |
| I presume that you fools wanna get some | |
| As the bass starts to boom i begin to get real dumb | |
| Downest is the eiht from the c-p-t | |
| Floor a punk in a minute tryin to **** with me | |
| Or try to stick up, so watch me kick up a little dust | |
| Stupid little punk, eiht'll all-out bust | |
| Compton's most w-a-n-t-e-d | |
| Top choice, best, can't fade the rest | |
| Hah! eiht is only good for steady dumpin | |
| Geah, unknown and slip be like bumpin | |
| High, cause you're so fly - dud | |
| Kick back with the pack, and i get high off the bud' | |
| Cause i'm with that | |
| Yeah, eiht, that was like funky | |
| I think that'll do the trick | |
| But chill - you're next up to bat on this | |
| You with it? | |
| [ verse 2: tha chill ] | |
| Yo, let's go, another star | |
| The p-a-r-t-n-e-r | |
| Of the e, the back-and-forth, the mic-switchin | |
| And the lyrics eiht write be like pitchin | |
| Rough, cause the rhythm makes your goosebumps pump | |
| I could drop you in a minute, so shut up, chump | |
| I'm down for doin, won't be called no punk | |
| Rag a pack, crackerjack, hit the endo blunt | |
| Chill, will get ill, so get real | |
| Still, let me kill, and you can pay up the bill | |
| The lyrics that i bust make you brag and boast | |
| How cmw rocks the fresh west coast | |
| Eiht and chill, two fresh afro-americans | |
| Dj mike t is down with me ??? | |
| 3 the hard way is the way that it goes | |
| Just another dumb victim with a swoll' up nose | |
| Because i'm with that | |
| (yeeaaah!) | |
| (cool, i'm with it) --> the d.o.c. | |
| [ verse 3: mc eiht ] | |
| 3rd verse, i'm here to cause a little shock | |
| Down to rock round the block while you're ridin my jock | |
| The coolest, geah, i got to play it cool | |
| Keep it calm, no alarm while i dis a fool | |
| Unlike a pumped-up there's no need for gettin hostile | |
| Get hip and take a sip of chicken bottle | |
| In other words, i could be drunk as a skunk | |
| And i still won't waste time to get up with a punk | |
| It's competition that makes me wanna push, push | |
| Grab a skee next to me, start to water her bush | |
| A battle against a roody-poo punk like that | |
| Will mean that the eiht will have to peel your cap | |
| Chap, so wake up to pay attention to what i'm sayin | |
| Won't stop sprayin, won't stop slayin | |
| Won't give a break to a fool who's fake | |
| Want a challenge? you can come and challenge the eiht | |
| Cause i'm with that | |
| (get on it) | |
| (the music just turns me on) | |
| [ verse 4: tha chill ] | |
| I run you wreckless when i see that you are fake | |
| Leave you breathless, because i got the back of eiht | |
| On the mike, i take care of business, i do my job | |
| Don't preprare, just beware when i'm ready to squab | |
| Make a note, program it in your memory bank | |
| Unlike a boat i won't sink, cause i'm rough as a tank | |
| Surprisin, realizin of who i am | |
| Compton's most wanted mc, and i don't give a damn | |
| Jokers think it's funky, no time for a fake | |
| Sucker punks try to steal the **** rhymes that i make | |
| My homeboy mike t cuts like a savage | |
| And unknown and slip does damage | |
| So go ahead, and perpetrate like you're with it | |
| You'll be caught, you'll be fought, you'll be stalked in a minute | |
| Geah chill | |
| That's how we handle that business | |
| Butterin em up, this boy | |
| (geah, i'm with it) |
| zuo ci : Allen, Manuel, Tyler | |
| Yo, eiht and chill | |
| It' s a rumour going around sayin | |
| Compton' s most wanted ain' t funky enough | |
| Like we can' t cut it, or somethin like that | |
| Personally, i don' t know where the rumour got started | |
| They must be waitin for the album to drop or somethin | |
| But anyway, in the meantime | |
| Eiht, you' re the first one up on this demo | |
| Set the record straight | |
| verse 1: mc eiht | |
| As i commence with the def strategy | |
| Of the lyrics i' m bustin, suckers tend to get mad at me | |
| Fill it to the limit at the top of my cup | |
| Press your luck, lose a buck as you get tossed up | |
| I presume that you fools wanna get some | |
| As the bass starts to boom i begin to get real dumb | |
| Downest is the eiht from the cpt | |
| Floor a punk in a minute tryin to with me | |
| Or try to stick up, so watch me kick up a little dust | |
| Stupid little punk, eiht' ll allout bust | |
| Compton' s most wanted | |
| Top choice, best, can' t fade the rest | |
| Hah! eiht is only good for steady dumpin | |
| Geah, unknown and slip be like bumpin | |
| High, cause you' re so fly dud | |
| Kick back with the pack, and i get high off the bud' | |
| Cause i' m with that | |
| Yeah, eiht, that was like funky | |
| I think that' ll do the trick | |
| But chill you' re next up to bat on this | |
| You with it? | |
| verse 2: tha chill | |
| Yo, let' s go, another star | |
| The partner | |
| Of the e, the backandforth, the micswitchin | |
| And the lyrics eiht write be like pitchin | |
| Rough, cause the rhythm makes your goosebumps pump | |
| I could drop you in a minute, so shut up, chump | |
| I' m down for doin, won' t be called no punk | |
| Rag a pack, crackerjack, hit the endo blunt | |
| Chill, will get ill, so get real | |
| Still, let me kill, and you can pay up the bill | |
| The lyrics that i bust make you brag and boast | |
| How cmw rocks the fresh west coast | |
| Eiht and chill, two fresh afroamericans | |
| Dj mike t is down with me ??? | |
| 3 the hard way is the way that it goes | |
| Just another dumb victim with a swoll' up nose | |
| Because i' m with that | |
| yeeaaah! | |
| cool, i' m with it the d. o. c. | |
| verse 3: mc eiht | |
| 3rd verse, i' m here to cause a little shock | |
| Down to rock round the block while you' re ridin my jock | |
| The coolest, geah, i got to play it cool | |
| Keep it calm, no alarm while i dis a fool | |
| Unlike a pumpedup there' s no need for gettin hostile | |
| Get hip and take a sip of chicken bottle | |
| In other words, i could be drunk as a skunk | |
| And i still won' t waste time to get up with a punk | |
| It' s competition that makes me wanna push, push | |
| Grab a skee next to me, start to water her bush | |
| A battle against a roodypoo punk like that | |
| Will mean that the eiht will have to peel your cap | |
| Chap, so wake up to pay attention to what i' m sayin | |
| Won' t stop sprayin, won' t stop slayin | |
| Won' t give a break to a fool who' s fake | |
| Want a challenge? you can come and challenge the eiht | |
| Cause i' m with that | |
| get on it | |
| the music just turns me on | |
| verse 4: tha chill | |
| I run you wreckless when i see that you are fake | |
| Leave you breathless, because i got the back of eiht | |
| On the mike, i take care of business, i do my job | |
| Don' t preprare, just beware when i' m ready to squab | |
| Make a note, program it in your memory bank | |
| Unlike a boat i won' t sink, cause i' m rough as a tank | |
| Surprisin, realizin of who i am | |
| Compton' s most wanted mc, and i don' t give a damn | |
| Jokers think it' s funky, no time for a fake | |
| Sucker punks try to steal the rhymes that i make | |
| My homeboy mike t cuts like a savage | |
| And unknown and slip does damage | |
| So go ahead, and perpetrate like you' re with it | |
| You' ll be caught, you' ll be fought, you' ll be stalked in a minute | |
| Geah chill | |
| That' s how we handle that business | |
| Butterin em up, this boy | |
| geah, i' m with it |
| zuò cí : Allen, Manuel, Tyler | |
| Yo, eiht and chill | |
| It' s a rumour going around sayin | |
| Compton' s most wanted ain' t funky enough | |
| Like we can' t cut it, or somethin like that | |
| Personally, i don' t know where the rumour got started | |
| They must be waitin for the album to drop or somethin | |
| But anyway, in the meantime | |
| Eiht, you' re the first one up on this demo | |
| Set the record straight | |
| verse 1: mc eiht | |
| As i commence with the def strategy | |
| Of the lyrics i' m bustin, suckers tend to get mad at me | |
| Fill it to the limit at the top of my cup | |
| Press your luck, lose a buck as you get tossed up | |
| I presume that you fools wanna get some | |
| As the bass starts to boom i begin to get real dumb | |
| Downest is the eiht from the cpt | |
| Floor a punk in a minute tryin to with me | |
| Or try to stick up, so watch me kick up a little dust | |
| Stupid little punk, eiht' ll allout bust | |
| Compton' s most wanted | |
| Top choice, best, can' t fade the rest | |
| Hah! eiht is only good for steady dumpin | |
| Geah, unknown and slip be like bumpin | |
| High, cause you' re so fly dud | |
| Kick back with the pack, and i get high off the bud' | |
| Cause i' m with that | |
| Yeah, eiht, that was like funky | |
| I think that' ll do the trick | |
| But chill you' re next up to bat on this | |
| You with it? | |
| verse 2: tha chill | |
| Yo, let' s go, another star | |
| The partner | |
| Of the e, the backandforth, the micswitchin | |
| And the lyrics eiht write be like pitchin | |
| Rough, cause the rhythm makes your goosebumps pump | |
| I could drop you in a minute, so shut up, chump | |
| I' m down for doin, won' t be called no punk | |
| Rag a pack, crackerjack, hit the endo blunt | |
| Chill, will get ill, so get real | |
| Still, let me kill, and you can pay up the bill | |
| The lyrics that i bust make you brag and boast | |
| How cmw rocks the fresh west coast | |
| Eiht and chill, two fresh afroamericans | |
| Dj mike t is down with me ??? | |
| 3 the hard way is the way that it goes | |
| Just another dumb victim with a swoll' up nose | |
| Because i' m with that | |
| yeeaaah! | |
| cool, i' m with it the d. o. c. | |
| verse 3: mc eiht | |
| 3rd verse, i' m here to cause a little shock | |
| Down to rock round the block while you' re ridin my jock | |
| The coolest, geah, i got to play it cool | |
| Keep it calm, no alarm while i dis a fool | |
| Unlike a pumpedup there' s no need for gettin hostile | |
| Get hip and take a sip of chicken bottle | |
| In other words, i could be drunk as a skunk | |
| And i still won' t waste time to get up with a punk | |
| It' s competition that makes me wanna push, push | |
| Grab a skee next to me, start to water her bush | |
| A battle against a roodypoo punk like that | |
| Will mean that the eiht will have to peel your cap | |
| Chap, so wake up to pay attention to what i' m sayin | |
| Won' t stop sprayin, won' t stop slayin | |
| Won' t give a break to a fool who' s fake | |
| Want a challenge? you can come and challenge the eiht | |
| Cause i' m with that | |
| get on it | |
| the music just turns me on | |
| verse 4: tha chill | |
| I run you wreckless when i see that you are fake | |
| Leave you breathless, because i got the back of eiht | |
| On the mike, i take care of business, i do my job | |
| Don' t preprare, just beware when i' m ready to squab | |
| Make a note, program it in your memory bank | |
| Unlike a boat i won' t sink, cause i' m rough as a tank | |
| Surprisin, realizin of who i am | |
| Compton' s most wanted mc, and i don' t give a damn | |
| Jokers think it' s funky, no time for a fake | |
| Sucker punks try to steal the rhymes that i make | |
| My homeboy mike t cuts like a savage | |
| And unknown and slip does damage | |
| So go ahead, and perpetrate like you' re with it | |
| You' ll be caught, you' ll be fought, you' ll be stalked in a minute | |
| Geah chill | |
| That' s how we handle that business | |
| Butterin em up, this boy | |
| geah, i' m with it |