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straight outta compton - extended version - n.w.a lyrics

[ice cube]
i’m comin’ straight outta compton
when something happens in south of central los angeles
nothing happens, it’s just another n—- dead

verse one: ice cube
straight outta compton, crazy motherf—er named ice cube
from the gang called n—-z with att-tudes
when i’m called off, i got a sawed off
squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
you too, boy, if ya f— with me
the police are gonna hafta come and get me
off yo a–, that’s how i’m goin out
for the punk motherf—ers that’s showin out
n—-z start to mumble, they wanna rumble
mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
goin off on a motherf—er like that
with a gat that’s pointed at yo a–
so give it up smooth
ain’t no tellin when i’m down for a jack move
here’s a murder rap to keep yo dancin
with a crime record like charles manson
ak-47 is the tool
don’t make me act the motherf—in fool
me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
i’m knockin n—-z out tha box, daily
yo weekly, monthly and yearly
until them dumb motherf—ers see clearly
that i’m down with the capital c-p-t
boy you can’t f— with me
so when i’m in your neighborhood, you better duck
coz ice cube is crazy as f—
as i leave, believe i’m stompin
but when i come back, boy, i’m comin straight outta compton

chorus:
[city of compton, city of compton]
[eazy e] yo ren
[mc ren] wh-ssup?
[eazy e] tell em where you from!

verse two: mc ren
straight outta compton, another crazy a– n—-
more punks i smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
i’m a bad motherf—er and you know this
but the p—- a– n—-z won’t show this
but i don’t give a f—, i’ma make my snaps
if not from the records, from jackin the crops
just like burglary, the definition is ‘jackin’
and when illegally armed it’s called ‘packin’
shoot a motherf—er in a minute
i find a good piece o’ p—-, and go up in it
so if you’re at a show in the front row
i’m a call you a b—- or dirty–ss ho
you’ll probably get mad like a b—- is supposed to
but that shows me, sl-t, you’re composed to
a crazy m-th-f—er from tha street
att-tude legit cause i’m tearin up s—
mc ren controls the automatic
for any dumb m-th-f—er that starts static
not the right hand cause i’m the hand itself
every time i pull a ak off the shelf
the security is maximum and that’s a law
r-e-n spells ren but i’m raw
see, coz i’m the motherf—in villain
the definition is clear, you’re the witness of a k!llin
that’s takin place without a clue
and once you’re on the scope, your a– is through
look, you might take it as a trip
but a n—- like ren is on a gangsta tip
straight outta compton…

chorus:
[city of compton, city of compton]
[dr. dre] eazy is his name and the boy is comin…

verse three: eazy-e
…straight outta compton
is a brotha that’ll smother yo’ mother
and make ya sister think i love her
dangerous motherf—er raises h-ll
and if i ever get caught i make bail
see, i don’t give a f—, that’s the problem
i see a motherf—in cop i don’t dodge him
but i’m smart, lay low, creep a while
and when i see a punk p-ss, i smile
to me it’s kinda funny, the att-tude showin a n—- drivin
but don’t know where the f— he’s going, just rollin
lookin for the one they call eazy
but here’s a flash, they never seize me
ruthless! never seen like a shadow in the dark
except when i unload, see i’ll get over the hesitation
and hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration
give a little gust of wind and i’m jettin
but leave a memory no one’ll be forgettin
so what about the b—- who got shot? f— her!
you think i give a d-mn about a b—-? i ain’t a sucka!
this is the autobiography of the e, and if you ever f— with me
you’ll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother
word to the motherf—er, straight outta compton

chorus:
[city of compton, city of compton]
[and that kind of s— you can’t sweep up under no rug you know]

- n w a lyrics

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