• Hood Took Me Under
  • Hit The Floor
  • U's A Bitch
  • Jack Mode
  • Compton 4 Life
  • Dead Man Tell No Lies
  • 8 Iz Enough
  • Duck Sick II
  • Def Wish II
  • Another Victim
  • Growin' up in the Hood
  • This Is A Gang
  • Hoodrat
  • I Gots Ta Get Over
  • Niggaz Strugglin
  • Music To Driveby
  • Late Night Hype
  • N 2 Deep
  • One Time Gaffled Em Up
  • This Is Compton
  • Im Wit Dat
  • Who's Fucking Who?
  • Duck Sick
  • Def Wish
  • Streiht Up Menace
  • Can I Kill It?
  • I Don't Dance
  • They Still Gafflin
  • Wanted
  • Final Chapter
  • Driveby Miss Daisy
  • Compton's Lynchin
  • Who's Xxxxing Who?
  • Raised in Compton
  • It's a Compton Thang
  • Intro
  • I Mean Biznez
  • Mike T's Funky Scratch
  • Gangsta Shot Out
  • Give It Up
  • Still a Menace
  • N 2 deep (featuring Mr. Scarface)
  • Straight Checkn 'em
  • I Give Up Nuthin
  • Hood Ratz
  • Compton Compton
  • Intro-Compton
  • I Give Up Nothin
  • Shes Still a Rat
  • Gangsta Biznezz

Compton's lynchin, motherfuckers 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 bitches and kill off all scary marks

So get a puff of the bomb as Compton shit
And watch the A double M pop in a second clip
And when I'm all finished unloadin'
I set the timer to 8 seconds, heads start explodin'

So punk get your shit in gear
Say your prayers, you're scared as Mike brings up the rear
Now you're caught in a trap and you can't escape
Made a bad mistake 'cause you dissed the Eiht

You broke the penalty, punk start payin'
And you're short, shorter than short, know what I'm sayin'?
So step back, sorry clown, you ain't hittin'
You gets no juice 'cause Compton's lynchin

Compton, no, please don't, now I'm lynchin motherfuckers
Compton, no, please don't, now I'm lynchin motherfuckers

Fools gang way, ain't no time to play pussy
Eiht is back to attack so don't push me
Don't try to play with my rhyme, you can't stand this
I'm from Compton so I don't give a fuck if you ban this

I got you trapped in a motherfuckin' straight coat
I guess you just cant talk with a clenched throat
So punk don't try to bargain with your rhymes
Playin' me close will mean you're crossin' Eiht's line

And that's not good for your health
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