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[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]Fresh off the streets from the undergroundNick-named MC Eiht, black brother gets downCame to dazzle with the hip-hop funkTo let em know (This is Compton) Now what's up, punkWestside rulin all world cause I dumpAnd the city that I'm from take no shit from a chumpNiggas don't care if their enemy's beefinPretty soon it's a homie you're grievinYou entered the criminal zoneIf you're just a little punk-ass fool, you should run on homeTry to compare? Get realI'm from Compton, so you should know the dealBallers, skeezers, no age limit mattersLoced-out muthafuckas make the one time scatterToe to toe, draw my mic and start dumpinIt's the down MC Eiht, and fool, this is Compton (This is Compton)[ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]Another crazy nigga from the cityChill's from the C-p-t, you got beef? What a pityI don't play, cause I slay all rap suckersDown with E, killin rookie muthafuckasSquabbin in the streets, with the left you fallMake a right on Alondra, see my name on the wallNot like the banger, but I bust up(Any punk-ass fool that'll step up)So follow me into the zone they call panicHubs by the dub, but suckers act franticNiggas rollin hard, number one on the popCrazy brothers goin out all for the gangbang, stopCompton is thumpin, suckers we stompinRhymes on hit, but they still talk shitI gives a fuck about a fool who's frontinThey call me Tha Chill, and yo, this is 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 playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Eiht'll get crazy, kill like the Terminator) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Boy, hold up, Tha Chill's on the stage) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (I plays the drums, the SP-1200) (Eiht is back again with power after hour) (Tha Chill is ready, so pass me the sack)[ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]Compton is the city that I'm claiminHardcore fact with the gat, to the punks I start gaminDevious, so what do you expect?I'm from the city on missions, and I pop your fuckin neckPeople understand what I'm sayinTalk more shit, I'm on hit, keep the fools all payinNiggas make the scale when they bailPolice punks talk shit, but you still get out of jailEiht represents the place with the bassThe beat you won't beat, you're just a disgraceTry to be casual, but that shit won't workGet sweated in a minute, cause they down for the dirtMaximum capacity, the crowd just jumpsFor the rhythm that I give em, make the souls all pumpEnergetic, so don't forget it, yeah, the Eiht keeps pumpinAnd fool, this is Compton (This is Compton) (Commpton)[ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]Punk muthafucka, Tha Chill will destroy yaWith the dope hub style for yaBein that you're just another fan on the tipGet dropped by Eiht, Ant, Bam, and SlipSuckers better watch out, Chill's here to scrapAs I say it everytime in my muthafuckin rapJust like a warzone got my territory markedYou be slippin if you're caught in the dark(Sorry clown) Don't be slippinDon't go head up with Tha ChillCause Chill can killI can't stop because the city I'm fromI get too fucked up, and kick the ass of a bumSo if you got static, punk keep frontinYo E, they know where the fuck we from...Yo, this is ComptonYou sorry-ass muthafuckas can't dealEspecially you sucker-ass D-V-3 muthafuckasGeahY'all muthafuckas is too crazyIf y'all think y'all can hang with Compton's muthafuckin Most WantedIn effectYouknowmsayinFor '89 straight to the 9-0, foolSucker-ass niggasCan't fade usC.M.W.Punk-ass perm-wearin pussiesHa-ha-haYeah I like that shitFaggot-assShit, I'm about pissed off, manHey Ant, let's get the fuck out of here

Compton's Most Wanted This Is Compton