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N Da City of Compton Crip & Bloods I need a record deal! Pay Chek A Peak at the street of Compton I need a record deal!!!!! (More) I need a record deal! Pay Chek A Peak at the street of Compton I need a record deal!!!!! myspace.com/bangn4god Verse 1 Coming from the land where they throw up the "B" Coming from the land where they throw up the "C" Coming from the land where they B-A-N-G All night Compton gangstas like to fight See em' bangin as you rollin down Alondra These the people that'll make you catch a hot one All night essay wit a AK Banana clip lay you down in the gutter lane C-Walk B-Walk it's a gang thang Pants sag blue rag don't make a crip madd Guns cocked, bullets pop got the street is blocked Gage racked blood attack blew ya wig back Yellow tape clear the lane, it's a cop thang Cocaine, cracked up or that powder game, Eight ball to a key or a quarter piece Catch you slippin in my zone you Betta have yo heat! Chorus Coming from the land where they throw up the "B" Coming from the land where they throw up the "C" Coming from the land where they B-A-N-G All night Compton gangstas like to fight Coming from the land where they throw up the "B" Coming from the land where they throw up the "C" Coming from the land where they B-A-N-G All night Compton gangstas like to fight Verse 2 As a Compton crip I dip and hit the corna looking for the next goner in my hood I'm up to no good I wish a nigga would come get buck with me I'm a rebel cause daddy got a L up in jail and momma let these niggas keep molesting me now I'm bangin so you got to the best in me, tech 9 feeling fine phonies get in line, triggers cocked, gun pop make ya body rot, don't be a fool stay in school homie bangins crude county jail aint no bail LA counties hell, get in line, yellow line violence all the time selling rocks to the cops, unda cover squad, county blues funny shoes is the life I choose, on the pipe three strikes homie shoot a kyte, will I make through the night, will I make through the night, will I make through the night, unda cova squad Chorus Coming from the land where they throw up the "B" Coming from the land where they throw up the "C" Coming from the land where they B-A-N-G All night Compton gangstas like to fight Coming from the land where they throw up the "B" Coming from the land where they throw up the "C" Coming from the land where they B-A-N-G All night Compton gangstas like to fight Verse 3 Aww pyall! The 12gauge nigga hit like booyaw! Coming down the block running straight through yall Hanging out the window yellow out my gang yall got popped now I'm locked in the SHU yall In a prison guards trippin all day yall Prison food and dog food is the same yall 25 wit a L man judge trippin didn't give a nigga bail man You know my kid's 12 heard he got my gauge shells Rolling up and down the block keep the spot hot Slangin dope and I hope I can get a note To my child going wild always on the prowl I'm out of SHU being cool I turn on the news I see this fool and his crew Supposed to be in school His gun popped my son drop Suicide by cop Chorus Coming from the land where they throw up the "B" Coming from the land where they throw up the "C" Coming from the land where they B-A-N-G All night Compton gangstas like to fight Coming from the land where they throw up the "B" Coming from the land where they throw up the "C" Coming from the land where they B-A-N-G All night Compton gangstas like to fight Verse 4 Give ya life to God and you mob with real gansta Not dealing with the chrome but a real gangsta wisdom from the Lord is for real gangstas Hey Hey Hey get into ya ride cause it's time to go with Big Moe from the third it's time roll... (to be continued) (Less)
Da MC Code by Emcee Kao ***HOT*****A new track by Bahamian rap artist....Kao!!!!! Lyrics: First of all lemme introduce to (More) ***HOT*****A new track by Bahamian rap artist....Kao!!!!! Lyrics: First of all lemme introduce to u myself From the villages and pillages of chi town And I don't mean from chi car go But found in the town where the I hop's closed I'm talking the China town where Kao's on the verse and fried pigs on the hook smuggling cargos Taking over cali like I'm Arnold....make like ya old clothes I'm too unfold Too uncouth to the game yes I'm too dam rude Being abrasive on the track that we can do Make a pact on ma work just to prove ma worth The first isn't mine but it's cool part 2 Lyrics in ma vein that could potentially be deathly when I bury the legends like its just the customary The nerd is resurrected Im bak from the library....read some how to's now I'm feelin kinda very.....clever The chains around ma neck is getting heavy.....levers I'm feeling bubbly fresh as the Zests Better yet I'm feelin dis track a lot....concern dat ma raps is hot....the furnace is up a notch Do u even know wat ur wordsworth like William...title emcee responsible 4 killing idioms.....ma weapons are concealed in the Websters and the Merriams Shovels for emcees cuz we always try to bury them Them meaning seed that grow into green stalks.....let the story unfold while the story's untold.....greeen thumbs from counting stacks...hello ma name is jack Pushing da lah....like titties pushin da bra Aha.....a lil chilly in da middle Got ya mouth overflowing like u lustin on broads Naw...I kno u made contact cuz u feelin dis Feelin da cold shoulder....why don't u brush off da frost Y emcees slay....YMCA...well I'm twice the two letters between the YA Infiltrate Virginia state.....UVing in MIA With ma 10 fingers attached....I cud cut out da rock Throw it up in the air.....like drunk drivers on highways Graspin 4 fresh breath....i supply the respirates And the IV fluid sip with the guys that I'm cool with Hov gave the blueprints yet I'm still feelin clueless Mumbling to myself like the murmurs In ma heart You cud rock Calvin Klein but ya still cudnt C K O....I'm the poster boy for GQ Soo.....the audience didn't pay to see u The air alone will kill...like SARS epidemic.....causing a whole menace better keep ma mouth sealed Well see I'm back on the block like the road kills....express ma true vengeance thru da art of dope skills Swerve Thru the sewerage that means ma flows ill Flows real....unlike the actors advertising growth pills Uh I'm bak to rehearse...with the beverage hot as feverish hot as the devilish getting u high as the everest no leverage...let the best of us get to us....knock out cold like the cold pills The hangover is so serious so real...like a record company tell u off with a no deal Kao the rap laureate lyrically inclined phenom....my rap schemes being taught like econ Around the hood corners...around ya school campus Ya hate splurge I'm flip da bird on ya like eamon Uh chilling like the vodka on the rocks See we sling stones when outsiders on our block Turn pimps into chimps and players into mascots We have lot blacks with greens like the X box Locksmithing thru the death locks Ya be there forever till ya layin in da death box The curtain unveils yesir we heard applause City of the emerald not the wizard of oz I'm the emporer of the emerald emcees looking edible Throw in the raw beef and the entrée is available Outlaws of the game represent new types of criminal My figure of speech will sure to dissect the general Lyrical kleptomaniac nerdy as the brainiac Ya owe till ya broke drug money ya better pay me back. Carpool till ya drove.....ma stat quo about to blow harder than a chick givin orals yo I'm on a roll...does dat mean I'm on the honor roll Money is the screwdriver fix me like u know we broke Spit hot fire like a liars pair of pants and Ma lyrics is the death sentence u must die romeo My demeanor fresh ta death it is see I'm doing big things cuz I'm rolling with G major Opt to be da greatest but never the trailblazers Ma words gives the aura of horror cuz its way above they head like halos on top of Christian martyr outta kill ya for snitching u a rat like master splinter I push snow like in winters.....its not da same snow from the H20 But I'll be gone till November I'll Rather be a rich nerd dan be a po gangster So... I'll be a G major forever Gifted with the verses deliver rhymes so clever Sick a lil sneeze from the pepper Those who heard da gospel guaranteed to show grimace Cuz they just don't seem to comprende with the emperor the connoser the crème de la crème (Less)
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