Or whateva else
They pick up from all the shit and you know so they
And my God Son Derik, Little D to all his family
Sayin' fuck this, you little son of bitch, I beat
Rags and tellin' we gonna go out and creep or go
We tell you ya know and our songs is as you
Yes, we do have a serious problem in L.A.
Think anything is gonna help the problem is to deep
Eazy-Muthaphukkin'-E
And other citys true retaliate happens all the time
Fuck da police for years and years and years
To his wife and everybody who loved him
And the people that didn't love 'em
City of Compton, City of Crompton
Though he was takin' from us to god damn soon
Beware, '96 Style, '96 Style
Muthaphukkaz nothin' new
City of, City of Compton, baby, baby
For everybody else to say fuck da police
So I finished for him peace nigga
And everybody been hearing fuck sayin'
Yo, E, tell these niggaz whats up
N.W.A. is just being brutally honest.
People tryin' to change things for years but I don't
I know he wanted this track on his record
A nigga gettin' the shit beat out of him
The Hip-Hop Thugsta from the CPT
I say fuck 'em, hehehaha
I tried thats right fuck these muthaphukkaz
And finally it took a muthaphukka to video tape
And beatin' up people all day but that person
You know and we don't have no rags no red no blue
I'd like to send all my love out to his kids
Nobody nothin' new, 'cause little kids grow up
They swearin' on cable T.V. it ain't teachin'
To tell the truth and open the worlds eyes
You know we ain't tell you to be joinin' no gang
We don't tell you to go out and gang bang
Learn shit you know it's not gonna be teachin'
We don't die, we don't diw, we don't die
Out and do that other thing or whateva it is
We did a song fuck da police you know
Compton Style, real niggaz, nigga For Life
Rollin' down, rollin' down, rollin' down
To all the real niggaz out there
Yeah, Big Man, we out, as I was sayin' before
And we did fuck da police people put us down
See you around buddy boy
The shit out of you and all this shit and you know
Took the video you know ya shot by accident
Know if you could go out stealin' and killin'
We still in this muthaphukka
And sayed we were ahead of our time you know it
'Cause I got some new words for your ass
Ends up dead or in jail sometimes he gets away
You know one, two years old hearin' there mother
