Lyrics:

This comes from Eazy, Chapter 8, verse 10, and it reads:
It's time to put some niggaz in check
When you shoot a gun, hot shells eject
Catch 'em, they get used as evidence
Only when they get brushed for finger prints
You ask why? Am I like this?
'Cuz you wanna hear about shit like this
So I tell it, how I know it,
Just hope the fuck I dont show it.
Niggaz out front, lotterin' and lootin',
Lets recreate a drive by shootin'.
More brothers in a car blocks away
Waiting to spray, shotgun, Mack10 or an AK
They roll through, just a line of niggas
It was 9 just like the fuck they figured
Go around the corner, come back real slow.
Lights off, car's in neutral, rollin at a snail's pace and creepin'
Hopin' to catch all of them sleepin',
A so-called gang, drugs and sex (NWA)
Start busting a cap, and all the others jet,
3 of 'em fall
To their doom
Pronounced dead at the scence, with gun shot wounds
3 dead, because Compton is scanless.
I'd like to tell ya brother, ashes to ashes, dust to dust (Amen)
Da da da...
(You will now witness the sound of tv and the vandilism)
(We will now pass around the hat)
(That's good enough)
(No it ain't, you fucked up, you fucked up!)
(It's cool)
(No it ain't)