Compton's Lynchin (Album Version) (Explicit)

Compton's Lynchin - Comptons Most Wanted

Compton's lynchin mutherf**kers with a left hook

So turn the Eiht on 80 as I start to cook

As my name stays terror when you're caught in the dark

I punk b**ches and kill off all scary marks

So get a puff of the bomb a** Compton sh*t

And watch the A double M pop in a second clip

And when I'm all finished unloading

I set the timer to 8 seconds heads start exploding

So punk get your sh*t in gear

Say your prayers your scared as Mike brings up the rear

Now your caught in a trap and you can't 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 ain't hitting

You gets no juice cause Compton's lynchin

Fools gang way no time to play p**sy

Eiht is back to attack so dont push me

Dont try to play with my rhyme you can't stand this

I'm from Compton so I dont give a f**k if you ban this

I got you trapped in a mutherf**kin straight coat

I guess you just cant talk with a clenched throat

So punk don't try to bargain with your rhymes

Playing me close will mean your crossing Eiht's line

And thats not good for your health

Cause when it comes to Eiht and Mike you'll get dealt with

The mutherf**king power after hour

No air to breath cause all the suckers we devour

So hang up your dreams of making snaps

You won't make a penny with your f**ked up raps

So step back or its your title I'm clinching

Punk a** fool cause Compton's lynchin

[Now I'm lynchin

Mutherf**kers

I guess I'll start dropping these fools cause they lyrics be like

Offending me

So you can say that Eiht's your worste enemy

So make tracks or its your f**king hood I'll blow down

One on one in the Compton streets we'll 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 can't 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 f**k up because the Eiht aint tripping

Before I let a sucker slide he's already slipping

And whats left is a sucker caught up in suspension

Word em up G cause Compton's lynchin

You give up I see your sweating like crazy

Eiht'll stay cool cause fool you tried to phaze me

Your rhymes are washed up your beats are f**ked

Your just a victim punk you'll 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 f**k 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 f**k up its pieces of your brain that I'm pinchin

Word em up G Compton's lynchin

[Now I'm

Lynchin mutherf**kers