So yo, give it up [CHORUS] (Give it up, you give it up) (We wanna fuck you) (Give it up, you give it up) (Compton's Most Wanted) (Give it up, you give it up
lyrics in a potion You laugh and it's good to be a teacher To be sweated by a sucker who's weaker Compton is the city, you want us to description Eiht
yo, give it up [ CHORUS ] (Give it up, you give it up) (We wanna fuck you) (Give it up, you give it up) (Compton's Most Wanted) (Give it up, you give it up
Traduzione: Compton Most Wanted. Give It Up.
songs or bangin' up in them streets Livin' day by day, and never by the minute Too much shit goin' on for this nigga to be up in it Crossed up, in the
And if she wit it - don't stop, get it get it Give me twenty minutes to split it - forget about it Rats to the chickens, niggaz still trickin' That's
don't want no problems with Bad Habitz or Death Row It's on the real, nigga, we comin for you Niggas be like "Damn dogg, it's dem again" We can jump
Yeah (Geah) Compton Compton For the millennium Compton Yeah Comtpon (Geah) Yeah Thug Shit Geah, geah, geah (Half Ounce... Half Ounce) Compton's Most Wanted
off, because you thought we was flops What? It's CMW, punk, it's time to get mopped Listen closely to what it's about It's a petition, so we can boot
Yo, Eiht and Chill It's a rumour going around sayin Compton's Most Wanted ain't funky enough Like we can't cut it, or somethin like that Personally,
Eiht] Yeah, killin off suckers, it's me You're stupid tryin to take me for some punk MC? I'm here to tax dollars, raps not cheap Compton's Most Wanted
enemy meet his fate. In it to win it and I don't give a fuck! Yo listen up. (This is a gang, and I'm in it.) (Compton's Most Wanted, punk, rolling 4
Compton (This is Compton) (Say it louder) (Louder) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Compton's Most Wanted, punk, rollin four deep) (Who's
Ay ay. What's up Wino? Uh like loc, it's like late, let's get the fuck up out of here Are we out? Yeah yeah fuck it Fuck it, MAAD Circle bitch!
thang here like that there, trip. Let a nigga from the E.S. L.B. D.P. beat that pussy 'til it's soft & mushy I love that bushy and most niggas still
yo' shit bust; plus pistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo' bitch's blush Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh I know chihuahuas that's mo'
Mercedes Benz wit the windows up when the temp goes up to the mid 80's Callin men ladies; sorry Doc but I been crazy There's no way that you can save me It's
("Str8 off tha streetx of Compton,dedicated and by most suckas hated. But I got something I want you mutha fuckas to know I really dont give a fuck,hahaha