This Is Compton

Fresh off the streets from the underground
Nick-named
MC Eiht, black brother gets down
Came to dazzle with the hip-hop funk
To let em know (This is Compton)
Now what's up, punk
Westside rulin all world cause
I dump And the city that
I'm from take no **** from a c****
*****s don't care if their enemy's beefin
Pretty soon it's a homie you're grievin
You entered the criminal zone
If you're just a little punk-ass fool, you should run on home
Try to compare?
Get real I'm from
Compton, so you should know the deal
Ballers, skeezers, no age limit matters
Loced-out mutha****as make the one time scatter
Toe to toe, draw my mic and start dumpin
It's the down
MC Eiht, and fool, this is
Compton (This is Compton) [ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]
Another crazy ***** from the city
Chill's from the
C-p-t, you got beef?
What a pity
I don't play, cause
I slay all rap suckers
Down with
E, killin rookie mutha****as
Squabbin in the streets, with the left you fall
Make a right on
Alondra, see my name on the wall
Not like the banger, but
I bust up (Any punk-ass fool that'll step up)
So follow me into the zone they call panic
Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic
*****s rollin hard, number one on the pop
Crazy brothers goin out all for the gangbang, stop
Compton is t****in, suckers we stompin
Rhymes on hit, but they still talk ****
I gives a **** about a fool who's frontin
They 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 claimin
Hardcore fact with the gat, to the punks
I start gamin
Devious, so what do you expect?
I'm from the city on missions, and
I pop your ****in neck
People understand what
I'm sayin
Talk more ****,
I'm on hit, keep the fools all payin
*****s make the scale when they bail
Police punks talk ****, but you still get out of jail
Eiht represents the place with the bass
The beat you won't beat, you're just a disgrace
Try to be casual, but that **** won't work
Get sweated in a minute, cause they down for the dirt
Maximum capacity, the crowd just jumps
For the rhythm that
I give em, make the souls all pump
Energetic, so don't forget it, yeah, the
Eiht keeps pumpin
And fool, this is
Compton (This is Compton) (Commpton) [ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]
Punk mutha****a,
Tha Chill will destroy ya
With the **** hub style for ya
Bein that you're just another fan on the tip
Get dropped by
Eiht, Ant,
Bam, and Slip
Suckers better watch out,
Chill's here to scrap
As I say it everytime in my mutha****in rap
Just like a warzone got my territory marked
You be slippin if you're caught in the dark (Sorry clown)
Don't be slippin
Don't go head up with
Tha Chill
Cause Chill can kill
I can't stop because the city
I'm from I get too ****ed up, and kick the ass of a bum
So if you got static, punk keep frontin
Yo E, they know where the **** we from...
Yo, this is
Compton You sorry-ass mutha****as can't deal
Especially you sucker-ass
D-V-3 mutha****as
Geah Y'all mutha****as is too crazy
If y'all think y'all can hang with
Compton's mutha****in
Most Wanted
In effect
Youknowmsayin
For '** straight to the 9-0, fool
Sucker-ass *****s
Can't fade us
C.M.W. Punk-ass perm-wearin pussies
Ha-ha-ha Yeah
I like that ****
******-ass
****, I'm about pissed off, man
Hey Ant, let's get the **** out of here