Compton In da muthafucking house for da '94 beeitch Kill'em all off, ya know what I'm sayin'
Niggas backdafuckup of da compton thug When I'm gone off da muthafuckin' chronic hood nigga 1 mo muthafuckin' hit Lips get split, bang this shit Never gave a fuck about a hoodrat bitch Clownin' in da trey with da 3-wheel switch So stay da fuck back, you know it's like that Come strapped with da "K", what can I say Leave youre ass sceared like dana dane Nightmare's we come in pairs It don't stop to the tick tock Around the clock, electric shock Is what I send 2 niggas brain Specialisin' in causing pain Better yet I put fools to sleep Like Funkadelic I'm in "Knee Deep" The compton cyco
(the muthafucking compton cyco) yeah, eh (4x)
Guess who's back from da westside Killin' muthafuckaz, yeah right Can't deal when the K starts spittin' Compton ain't bullshitin' Run yo ass like a sceardy cat HK gats can you fuck with that I throw da westside out the fuckin' window Strap in my lap as i puff on the indo Commin' from da muthafuckin' compton-gang Niggas on the run got the extra gunz Droppin' the gangsta shit that you never heard Call up my niggas, Lil' Hawk & Bird Now we deep as a muthafuck Hoodrat bitches prepare to suck And don't be talkin' that shit cauze we pump Lead in yo ass than we dump'em In ditches gank for yo' ritches Don't give a fuck bout non of yo bitches The compton cyco
Yeah, the compton cyco Niggas on the run Lil' Hawk & Bird in da muthafuckin' house And this is how we do this shit for da 94, yeah Mc-eiht, dj slip, half oz Yo take me the fuck outta here
Compton nigga, yeah Compton nigga, yeah Compton fool, yeah Niggas on the run