This Is Compton Lyrics
| Song | This Is Compton |
| Artist | Compton's Most Wanted |
| Album | It's a Compton Thang |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Allen, Manuel, Tyler | |
| Fresh off the streets from the underground | |
| Nick-named | |
| MC Eiht, black brother gets down | |
| Came to dazzle with the hip-hop funk | |
| To let em know (This is Compton) | |
| Now what's up, punk | |
| Westside rulin all world cause | |
| I dump And the city that | |
| I'm from take no shit from a chump | |
| Niggas don't care if their enemy's beefin | |
| Pretty soon it's a homie you're grievin | |
| You entered the criminal zone | |
| If you're just a little punk-ass fool, you should run on home | |
| Try to compare? | |
| Get real I'm from | |
| Compton, so you should know the deal | |
| Ballers, skeezers, no age limit matters | |
| Loced-out muthafuckas make the one time scatter | |
| Toe to toe, draw my mic and start dumpin | |
| It's the down | |
| MC Eiht, and fool, this is | |
| Compton (This is Compton) [ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ] | |
| Another crazy nigga from the city | |
| Chill's from the | |
| C-p-t, you got beef? | |
| What a pity | |
| I don't play, cause | |
| I slay all rap suckers | |
| Down with | |
| E, killin rookie muthafuckas | |
| Squabbin in the streets, with the left you fall | |
| Make a right on | |
| Alondra, see my name on the wall | |
| Not like the banger, but | |
| I bust up (Any punk-ass fool that'll step up) | |
| So follow me into the zone they call panic | |
| Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic | |
| Niggas rollin hard, number one on the pop | |
| Crazy brothers goin out all for the gangbang, stop | |
| Compton is thumpin, suckers we stompin | |
| Rhymes on hit, but they still talk shit | |
| I gives a fuck about a fool who's frontin | |
| They call me | |
| Tha Chill, and yo, this is | |
| Compton (This is Compton) (Say it louder) (Louder) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Compton's Most Wanted, punk, rollin four deep) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Eiht'll get crazy, kill like the Terminator) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Boy, hold up, Tha Chill's on the stage) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (I plays the drums, the SP-1200) (Eiht is back again with power after hour) (Tha Chill is ready, so pass me the sack) [ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ] | |
| Compton is the city that | |
| I'm claimin | |
| Hardcore fact with the gat, to the punks | |
| I start gamin | |
| Devious, so what do you expect? | |
| I'm from the city on missions, and | |
| I pop your fuckin neck | |
| People understand what | |
| I'm sayin | |
| Talk more shit, | |
| I'm on hit, keep the fools all payin | |
| Niggas make the scale when they bail | |
| Police punks talk shit, but you still get out of jail | |
| Eiht represents the place with the bass | |
| The beat you won't beat, you're just a disgrace | |
| Try to be casual, but that shit won't work | |
| Get sweated in a minute, cause they down for the dirt | |
| Maximum capacity, the crowd just jumps | |
| For the rhythm that | |
| I give em, make the souls all pump | |
| Energetic, so don't forget it, yeah, the | |
| Eiht keeps pumpin | |
| And fool, this is | |
| Compton (This is Compton) (Commpton) [ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ] | |
| Punk muthafucka, | |
| Tha Chill will destroy ya | |
| With the dope hub style for ya | |
| Bein that you're just another fan on the tip | |
| Get dropped by | |
| Eiht, Ant, | |
| Bam, and Slip | |
| Suckers better watch out, | |
| Chill's here to scrap | |
| As I say it everytime in my muthafuckin rap | |
| Just like a warzone got my territory marked | |
| You be slippin if you're caught in the dark (Sorry clown) | |
| Don't be slippin | |
| Don't go head up with | |
| Tha Chill | |
| Cause Chill can kill | |
| I can't stop because the city | |
| I'm from I get too fucked up, and kick the ass of a bum | |
| So if you got static, punk keep frontin | |
| Yo E, they know where the fuck we from... | |
| Yo, this is | |
| Compton You sorry-ass muthafuckas can't deal | |
| Especially you sucker-ass | |
| D-V-3 muthafuckas | |
| Geah Y'all muthafuckas is too crazy | |
| If y'all think y'all can hang with | |
| Compton's muthafuckin | |
| Most Wanted | |
| In effect | |
| Youknowmsayin | |
| For '89 straight to the 9-0, fool | |
| Sucker-ass niggas | |
| Can't fade us | |
| C.M.W. Punk-ass perm-wearin pussies | |
| Ha-ha-ha Yeah | |
| I like that shit | |
| Faggot-ass | |
| Shit, I'm about pissed off, man | |
| Hey Ant, let's get the fuck out of here |
| zuo ci : Allen, Manuel, Tyler | |
| Fresh off the streets from the underground | |
| Nicknamed | |
| MC Eiht, black brother gets down | |
| Came to dazzle with the hiphop funk | |
| To let em know This is Compton | |
| Now what' s up, punk | |
| Westside rulin all world cause | |
| I dump And the city that | |
| I' m from take no shit from a chump | |
| Niggas don' t care if their enemy' s beefin | |
| Pretty soon it' s a homie you' re grievin | |
| You entered the criminal zone | |
| If you' re just a little punkass fool, you should run on home | |
| Try to compare? | |
| Get real I' m from | |
| Compton, so you should know the deal | |
| Ballers, skeezers, no age limit matters | |
| Locedout muthafuckas make the one time scatter | |
| Toe to toe, draw my mic and start dumpin | |
| It' s the down | |
| MC Eiht, and fool, this is | |
| Compton This is Compton VERSE 2: Tha Chill | |
| Another crazy nigga from the city | |
| Chill' s from the | |
| Cpt, you got beef? | |
| What a pity | |
| I don' t play, cause | |
| I slay all rap suckers | |
| Down with | |
| E, killin rookie muthafuckas | |
| Squabbin in the streets, with the left you fall | |
| Make a right on | |
| Alondra, see my name on the wall | |
| Not like the banger, but | |
| I bust up Any punkass fool that' ll step up | |
| So follow me into the zone they call panic | |
| Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic | |
| Niggas rollin hard, number one on the pop | |
| Crazy brothers goin out all for the gangbang, stop | |
| Compton is thumpin, suckers we stompin | |
| Rhymes on hit, but they still talk shit | |
| I gives a fuck about a fool who' s frontin | |
| They call me | |
| Tha Chill, and yo, this is | |
| Compton This is Compton Say it louder Louder Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? Compton' s Most Wanted, punk, rollin four deep Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? Eiht' ll get crazy, kill like the Terminator Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? Boy, hold up, Tha Chill' s on the stage Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? I plays the drums, the SP1200 Eiht is back again with power after hour Tha Chill is ready, so pass me the sack VERSE 3: MC Eiht | |
| Compton is the city that | |
| I' m claimin | |
| Hardcore fact with the gat, to the punks | |
| I start gamin | |
| Devious, so what do you expect? | |
| I' m from the city on missions, and | |
| I pop your fuckin neck | |
| People understand what | |
| I' m sayin | |
| Talk more shit, | |
| I' m on hit, keep the fools all payin | |
| Niggas make the scale when they bail | |
| Police punks talk shit, but you still get out of jail | |
| Eiht represents the place with the bass | |
| The beat you won' t beat, you' re just a disgrace | |
| Try to be casual, but that shit won' t work | |
| Get sweated in a minute, cause they down for the dirt | |
| Maximum capacity, the crowd just jumps | |
| For the rhythm that | |
| I give em, make the souls all pump | |
| Energetic, so don' t forget it, yeah, the | |
| Eiht keeps pumpin | |
| And fool, this is | |
| Compton This is Compton Commpton VERSE 4: Tha Chill | |
| Punk muthafucka, | |
| Tha Chill will destroy ya | |
| With the dope hub style for ya | |
| Bein that you' re just another fan on the tip | |
| Get dropped by | |
| Eiht, Ant, | |
| Bam, and Slip | |
| Suckers better watch out, | |
| Chill' s here to scrap | |
| As I say it everytime in my muthafuckin rap | |
| Just like a warzone got my territory marked | |
| You be slippin if you' re caught in the dark Sorry clown | |
| Don' t be slippin | |
| Don' t go head up with | |
| Tha Chill | |
| Cause Chill can kill | |
| I can' t stop because the city | |
| I' m from I get too fucked up, and kick the ass of a bum | |
| So if you got static, punk keep frontin | |
| Yo E, they know where the fuck we from... | |
| Yo, this is | |
| Compton You sorryass muthafuckas can' t deal | |
| Especially you suckerass | |
| DV3 muthafuckas | |
| Geah Y' all muthafuckas is too crazy | |
| If y' all think y' all can hang with | |
| Compton' s muthafuckin | |
| Most Wanted | |
| In effect | |
| Youknowmsayin | |
| For ' 89 straight to the 90, fool | |
| Suckerass niggas | |
| Can' t fade us | |
| C. M. W. Punkass permwearin pussies | |
| Hahaha Yeah | |
| I like that shit | |
| Faggotass | |
| Shit, I' m about pissed off, man | |
| Hey Ant, let' s get the fuck out of here |
| zuò cí : Allen, Manuel, Tyler | |
| Fresh off the streets from the underground | |
| Nicknamed | |
| MC Eiht, black brother gets down | |
| Came to dazzle with the hiphop funk | |
| To let em know This is Compton | |
| Now what' s up, punk | |
| Westside rulin all world cause | |
| I dump And the city that | |
| I' m from take no shit from a chump | |
| Niggas don' t care if their enemy' s beefin | |
| Pretty soon it' s a homie you' re grievin | |
| You entered the criminal zone | |
| If you' re just a little punkass fool, you should run on home | |
| Try to compare? | |
| Get real I' m from | |
| Compton, so you should know the deal | |
| Ballers, skeezers, no age limit matters | |
| Locedout muthafuckas make the one time scatter | |
| Toe to toe, draw my mic and start dumpin | |
| It' s the down | |
| MC Eiht, and fool, this is | |
| Compton This is Compton VERSE 2: Tha Chill | |
| Another crazy nigga from the city | |
| Chill' s from the | |
| Cpt, you got beef? | |
| What a pity | |
| I don' t play, cause | |
| I slay all rap suckers | |
| Down with | |
| E, killin rookie muthafuckas | |
| Squabbin in the streets, with the left you fall | |
| Make a right on | |
| Alondra, see my name on the wall | |
| Not like the banger, but | |
| I bust up Any punkass fool that' ll step up | |
| So follow me into the zone they call panic | |
| Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic | |
| Niggas rollin hard, number one on the pop | |
| Crazy brothers goin out all for the gangbang, stop | |
| Compton is thumpin, suckers we stompin | |
| Rhymes on hit, but they still talk shit | |
| I gives a fuck about a fool who' s frontin | |
| They call me | |
| Tha Chill, and yo, this is | |
| Compton This is Compton Say it louder Louder Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? Compton' s Most Wanted, punk, rollin four deep Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? Eiht' ll get crazy, kill like the Terminator Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? Boy, hold up, Tha Chill' s on the stage Who' s playing all that damn loudass music out there? I plays the drums, the SP1200 Eiht is back again with power after hour Tha Chill is ready, so pass me the sack VERSE 3: MC Eiht | |
| Compton is the city that | |
| I' m claimin | |
| Hardcore fact with the gat, to the punks | |
| I start gamin | |
| Devious, so what do you expect? | |
| I' m from the city on missions, and | |
| I pop your fuckin neck | |
| People understand what | |
| I' m sayin | |
| Talk more shit, | |
| I' m on hit, keep the fools all payin | |
| Niggas make the scale when they bail | |
| Police punks talk shit, but you still get out of jail | |
| Eiht represents the place with the bass | |
| The beat you won' t beat, you' re just a disgrace | |
| Try to be casual, but that shit won' t work | |
| Get sweated in a minute, cause they down for the dirt | |
| Maximum capacity, the crowd just jumps | |
| For the rhythm that | |
| I give em, make the souls all pump | |
| Energetic, so don' t forget it, yeah, the | |
| Eiht keeps pumpin | |
| And fool, this is | |
| Compton This is Compton Commpton VERSE 4: Tha Chill | |
| Punk muthafucka, | |
| Tha Chill will destroy ya | |
| With the dope hub style for ya | |
| Bein that you' re just another fan on the tip | |
| Get dropped by | |
| Eiht, Ant, | |
| Bam, and Slip | |
| Suckers better watch out, | |
| Chill' s here to scrap | |
| As I say it everytime in my muthafuckin rap | |
| Just like a warzone got my territory marked | |
| You be slippin if you' re caught in the dark Sorry clown | |
| Don' t be slippin | |
| Don' t go head up with | |
| Tha Chill | |
| Cause Chill can kill | |
| I can' t stop because the city | |
| I' m from I get too fucked up, and kick the ass of a bum | |
| So if you got static, punk keep frontin | |
| Yo E, they know where the fuck we from... | |
| Yo, this is | |
| Compton You sorryass muthafuckas can' t deal | |
| Especially you suckerass | |
| DV3 muthafuckas | |
| Geah Y' all muthafuckas is too crazy | |
| If y' all think y' all can hang with | |
| Compton' s muthafuckin | |
| Most Wanted | |
| In effect | |
| Youknowmsayin | |
| For ' 89 straight to the 90, fool | |
| Suckerass niggas | |
| Can' t fade us | |
| C. M. W. Punkass permwearin pussies | |
| Hahaha Yeah | |
| I like that shit | |
| Faggotass | |
| Shit, I' m about pissed off, man | |
| Hey Ant, let' s get the fuck out of here |
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