Compton's Most Wanted Lyrics
Compton's Most Wanted Lyrics
"Hit the Floor Lyrics"
Still I'm Sad Lyrics
You were the one on the trigger Deciding the fate of us all Testing my fate in religion Tryin to make sense of it all All hope was lost, I found reason To look in your eyes and
You were the one on the trigger Deciding the fate of us all Testing my fate in religion Tryin to make sense of it all All hope was lost, I found reason To look in your eyes and
Kniggety-Knock, Kniggety Knock, knock, knock,
punk guess who's back, geah its that Compton Nigga.
How'd you figure?
That I'd give your ass the first jump,
Sorry fool, The Eiht dont sleep chump.
Some want me to stop with the violence.
Some say, take a code of silence.
But you'll get the mutherfucking middle finger
Cause Eiht won't be no rap-pop singer.
Now you
Quiet Steam Lyrics
Released as B-side of "Digging In The Dirt" single, 1992. Stand back Stand back What are those dogs doing, sniffing at my feet They're onto something, pickin'
still want me to flip flopReleased as B-side of "Digging In The Dirt" single, 1992. Stand back Stand back What are those dogs doing, sniffing at my feet They're onto something, pickin'
Straight black no [huh]
>From the depths of hell as I bell,
Fresh outta jail, nigga might as well
get too drunk and hit the fucking blunt,
then peel your cap back sorry punk.
Back in your shit so here we go.
Mutherfuckers hit the floor.
[Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off]
[Nigga, I'm a trigger happy nigga...]
Crawling Lyrics
I'm paralysed Stuck between the devil and your smile I've got my feet wet baby Just about to die And then you throw me back Against the wall What a nice surprise Watch
Shiggety Shits gonna hit the fan Jack.I'm paralysed Stuck between the devil and your smile I've got my feet wet baby Just about to die And then you throw me back Against the wall What a nice surprise Watch
When I'm blunted off the mutherfuckin chronic sack.
Geah, So hit the floor when I cock the gatt.
Bloods goin' spill when I rat-tat-tat.
Bitches scream, niggas yell,
3 days later left is a fucked up smell.
Coming from the Compton psycho.
Can you fuck with me? I dont think so.
I got the mind of a lunitic
and I'll fuck you quick
Motion Without Meaning Lyrics
What a beautiful way to fake it This sort of graceful defeat We found a pattern out on the pavement Sound the siren out through the streets Advance in perfect nonchalance Do it
, so you can suck a fat dick.What a beautiful way to fake it This sort of graceful defeat We found a pattern out on the pavement Sound the siren out through the streets Advance in perfect nonchalance Do it
And take that shit to the bank.
So on the way the Eiht can gank.
And my style aint friendly often,
Eiht times outta ten, you end in a coffin.
I dont think you can deal no more.
C-M-W say hit the fucking floor.
Punk ass nigga! Back in your shit for the nine-duece to get loose.
Eihthype in the mutherfucking house...Geah.