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lirik lagu comptons most wanted – n 2 deep


geah, wutup n-gg-s
the compton cyco is back
in your sh-t for the nine deuce and check this out
my n-gg- scarface is in the motherf-ckin’ house
i am walking down the blocks wit pocketful of rocks
and we ’bout to drop some gangsta sh-t

i guess it’s true what they say
when your too far gone ain’t no turning back
and coming from the compton mack thats a f-ckin’ fact
livin’ in the city where b-tches won’t
give up the p-ssy for free so a n-gg- don’t

so heres my story, another story about a n-gg-
who lives his life by the f-ckin’ trigga
gotta get my serve on, n-gg- you don’t hear me though
throw up the hood, might blast on 5-0

first i hit the ides and get pumped up
now i’m rollin’ in the car kinda slumped up
i pop the glove box, then i reach the block
then i plug your -ss in the chest with the glock

and that’s how the sh-ts get done
i guess i’m a m-th-rf-ckin’ n-gg- on the run
but i won’t let them take me alive, so i don’t sleep
‘cuz, geah, i’m in too deep

in too deep, ain’t no turnin’ back
c-ck up your m-th-rf-ckin gauge

mista-mista scarface for the nine-deuce
n-gg-s pack a nine, f-ck you b-tch i pack a nine too
millimeter ruger for you hoes who try to flex nuts
you point your sh-t, i pull my sh-t, come n-gg- now let’s check nuts

born a hustla, raised a hustla, never gonna stop trick
buck a hustla, m-th-rf-cker boy, you better die b-tch
found myself a busta, had the boy front me an oz
f-cked him out his money, worked my way up to a whole key

now he’s got some n-gg-s trying to ball ‘face
time to go to work, need some back’ better call eiht
call my n-gg- up, kicked the fundamentals
2 way ticket 3 o’clock, continental

eiht rolled in with the m-th-rf-ckin’ task force
bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport
n-gg-s don’t ever f-ck with me
‘cuz i’m a n-gg- who plays the game for keeps
drop you on your -ss with the quickness, ‘cuz i’m in too deep

the criminals is in the m-th-rf-ckin’ house

now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin’
got the glocks all c-cked, let the fools keep coming
scarface got the m-th-rf-ckin’ pump under the seat
so n-gg-s better duck or your -ss is f-cked, geah

the mad man with nuthin’ to lose
so you better bring your strap or catch the blues
and um, or get served like a d-mn clucker
sucker, or in the end be a short m-th-rf-cker

now them one times is all on my back and
heard that scarface and eiht peeled the cap and
they wanna gaffle us up, but it’s a shame
can’t fade the best from compton and the mid-west

so watch your back when the n-gg-s step
‘cuz the scene that is left is your whole families death
and fool don’t sleep
‘cuz sorry m-th-rf-cker, we in too deep

in your sh-t for the nine-deuce
mc eiht in the m-th-rf-ckin’ house, and my n-gg- scarface and sh-t
dj slip in m-th-rf-ckin’ house
and we killin’ the sh-t off