paroles de chanson Straight Outta Compton (Extended Mix) - N.W.A.

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I'm comin' straight outta Compton (Compton)
When somethin' happens in South Central, Los Angles
Nothin' happens. It's just another nigga dead (dead-dead-dead)

Straight outta Compton
Crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes
When I'm called off
I got a sawed off
Squeeze the trigger
And bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if you fuck with me
The police are gonna have to come and get me...
Off your ass. That's how I'm going out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showing out

Niggaz start to mumble
They want to rumble
Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot like Gumbo
Going off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no telling when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep ya dancing
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool.
Don't make me act a motherfucking fool
Me and you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knocking niggaz out the box, daily
Yo weekly, monthly, and yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
That I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy, you can't fuck with me.

So when I'm in your neighborhood
You better duck
'Cause Ice Cube is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I'm stomping
But when I come back, boy
I'm coming straight outta Compton

"Yo Ren"
"Wassup"
"Tell em' where you're from!"
Straight outta Compton
Another crazy ass nigga
More punks I smoke
Yo my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this
But the pussy ass niggaz won't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'mma make my snaps
If not from the records, from jacking or craps
It's like burglary, the definition is jacking
Or when illegally armed, it's called packing
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I find a good piece of pussy, and go up in it

So if you're at a show in the front row
I'mma call you a bitch or a dirty ass 'ho
You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows me, slut, you're composed to
A crazy motherfucker from the street.
Attitude legit, 'cause I'm tearing up shit
MC Ren controls the automatic
For any dumb motherfucker that starts static
Not the right hand, 'cause I'm the hand itself
Every time, I pull a AK off the shelf
Security is maximum and that's a law

R-E-N spells Ren, but I'm raw
See, 'cause I'm the motherfucking villain
The definition is clear
You're the witness of a killing
That's taking place without a clue
And once you're on the scope
Your ass is through.
Look, you might take it as a trip
But a nigga like Ren is on a gangster tip
Straight outta Compton.

"Eazy is his name and the boy is comin... "
Straight outta Compton
Is a brother that'll smother your mother
And make your sister think I love her
Dangerous motherfucker raising hell
And if I ever get caught, I make bail
See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a motherfucking cop, I don't dodge him
But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while
And when I see the punk pass, I smile
To me it's kind of funny
The attitude is showing
Nigga driving
But don't know where the fuck he going
Just rolling

Looking for the one they call Eazy
But here's the flash: They never seize me
Ruthless, never seen, like a shadow in the dark
Except when I unload, you see a spark and jump over a hesitation
And hear the scream of the one who caught the lead penetration
Feel a little gust of wind and I'm jetting
But leave a memory, no one'll be forgetting
So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker

This is an autobiography of the E
And if you ever fuck with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brother who will smother
Word to the motherfucker
Straight outta Compton

Damn, that shit was dope!