N.W.A – Straight Outta Compton

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Straight outta Compton!
Crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggas Wit Attitudes
When I’m called off, I got a sawed-off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if you fuck with me
The police are gonna have to come and get me
Off your ass, that’s how I’m going out
For the punk motherfuckers that’s showing out
Niggas start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix ’em and cook ’em in a pot, like gumbo
Going off on the motherfucker like that
With a gat that’s pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Ain’t no telling when I’m down for a jack move
Here’s a murder rap to keep y’all dancin’
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don’t make me act a motherfucking fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I’m knocking niggas out the box, daily
Yo, weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
That I’m down with the capital C-P-T
Boy, you can’t fuck with me
So when I’m in your neighborhood, you better duck
‘Cause Ice Cube is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I’m stompin’
But when I come back boy, I’m coming straight outta Compton
(Compton Compton Compton)
(City of Compton, City of Compton)

Yo, Ren! (What’s up?)
Tell ’em where you from!

Straight outta Compton, another crazy-ass nigga
More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I’m a bad motherfucker, and you know this
But the pussy-ass niggas won’t show this
But I don’t give a fuck, I’ma make my snaps
If not from the records, from jacking or craps
Just like burglary, the definition is jacking
And when I’m legally armed it’s called packing
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I find a good piece of pussy and go up in it
So if you’re at a show in the front row
I’ma call you a bitch or dirty-ass ho
You’ll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows me, slut, you’re not opposed to
A crazy motherfucker from the street
Attitude legit, ‘cause I’m tearing up shit
MC Ren controls the automatic
For any dumb motherfucker that starts static
Not the right hand, ’cause I’m the hand itself
Every time I pull an AK off the shelf
The security is maximum and that’s a law
R-E-N spells Ren, but I’m raw
See, ’cause I’m the motherfucking villain
The definition is clear, you’re the witness of a killin’
That’s taking place without a clue
And once you’re on the scope, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
But a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Compton
(Compton Compton Compton)
(City of Compton, City of Compton)

Eazy is his name, and the boy is coming

Straight outta Compton
Is a brother that’ll smother your mother
And make your sister think I love her
Dangerous motherfucker raising hell
And if I ever get caught, I make bail
See, I don’t give a fuck, that’s the problem
I see a motherfucking cop, I don’t dodge him
But I’m smart, lay low, creep a while
And when I see a punk pass, I smile
To me it’s kinda funny, the attitude showing a nigga driving
But don’t know where the fuck he’s going, just rolling
Looking for the one they call Eazy
But here’s a flash, they’ll never seize me
Ruthless, never seen, like a shadow in the dark
Except when I unload
You see a spark and jump over hesitation
And hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration
Feel a little gust of wind and I’m jetting
But leave a memory no one’ll be forgetting
So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain’t a sucker
This is an autobiography of the E
And if you ever fuck with me
You’ll get taken by a stupid dope brother who will smother
Word to the motherfucker, straight outta Compton
(Compton Compton Compton)
(City of Compton, City of Compton)

Damn, that shit was dope!