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Kniggety-knock, kniggety knock, knock, knock, |
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Punk guess who's back, geah its that compton nigga. |
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How'd you figure? |
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That i'd give your ass the first jump, |
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Sorry fool, the eiht dont sleep chump. |
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Some want me to stop with the violence. |
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Some say, take a code of silence. |
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But you'll get the mutherfucking middle finger |
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Cause eiht won't be no rap-pop singer. |
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Now you still want me to flip flop |
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Straight black no [huh] |
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>from the depths of hell as i bell, |
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Fresh outta jail, nigga might as well |
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Get too drunk and hit the fucking blunt, |
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Then peel your cap back sorry punk. |
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Back in your shit so here we go. |
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Mutherfuckers hit the floor. |
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[squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off] |
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[nigga, i'm a trigger happy nigga...] |
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Shiggety shits gonna hit the fan jack. |
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When i'm blunted off the mutherfuckin chronic sack. |
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Geah, so hit the floor when i cock the gatt. |
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Bloods goin' spill when i rat-tat-tat. |
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Bitches scream, niggas yell, |
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3 days later left is a fucked up smell. |
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Coming from the compton psycho. |
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Can you fuck with me? i dont think so. |
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I got the mind of a lunitic |
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And i'll fuck you quick, so you can suck a fat dick. |
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And take that shit to the bank. |
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So on the way the eiht can gank. |
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And my style aint friendly often, |
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Eiht times outta ten, you end in a coffin. |
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I dont think you can deal no more. |
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C-m-w say hit the fucking floor. |
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Punk ass nigga! back in your shit for the nine-duece to get loose. |
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Eihthype in the mutherfucking house...geah. |
