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lirik lagu caution – mc eiht

gyeah
gyeah
we can take it to the streets with the crips and the bloods
these real cpt g’s please show no love
compton
compton
in this b-tch
somebody told me
mc eiht is back with that thug sh-t
compton
check it out

[ verse 1 ]

my mindstate too late it’s been gone
tryina take me out of the hood you’re dead wrong
i hustle all day to the f–kin break of dawn
sendin n-gg-s’ bodies to h-ll like sadam
appet-te for destruction corruption
to the highest degree my gat steady dumpin
always into something you heard of me
killer for reala my n-gg- another tragedy
pops in the clip and slips the automatic
anybody killer i gat it stay tatted
f–ks them high cl-ss i like em hoodratted
when the sh-lls slide they panic
n-gg- straight static
catastrophe caught in monopoly you copy
defy you mock me you’re gettin sloppy
i rolls through goes through such and such
the angel of death meets you time to touch
mind of a lunatic quick to handle
sackin m-th-f–kas like i was john randall
i blows out your spot like a candle
i f–ks you up m-th-f–ka like i was rambo

[ verse 2 ]

easy as it comes i can handle the drama

i bucks givin a f–k and high off marihuana
sendin your body through some m-th-f–kin trauma
i can dump the d-mn body you can scream for mama
common sense you make your -ss h-t the fence
run fast or catch the consequence
my straight aim i got it with confidence
the sticky situation i make it intense
the instigator the m-th-f–kin regulator
the quick to dump the sh-lls in the -ss of a infiltrator
the violator the m-th-f–ka with heat
let me see if you can beat it from across the street
i’ma knock your d-mn noodles cos your talk is cheap
i’m a rockabye n-gg- cos your -ss asleep
i’ma show you the way let these real g’s play
stick and move with the working clock like sugar ray

[ verse 3 ]

y’all know what the song and dance is get the flows up
y’all know when the f–kin cash drawer your hands goes up
close up shop n-gg- the hood’s in town
hand over the money and don’t make a sound
doomsday no parlay no politickin
we packs up with extra clips and steady dippin
n-gg-s in black coats with black nines
dig into your body and catch the flatline
your mama cry over your body at funeral time
gang related one-time reported the usual signs
hot crimes killin who dropped dimes
smokin chronic reefer listen to gang rhymes
y’all know the time it’s now the pow-wow
the big payback have a n-gg- lay down
anyway you bring it i want it
gun-totin killin m-th-f–ka from compton’s most wanted
lifestyles of the ghetto foul
music to driveby in my dash when i style
100% gangsta steady servin
me and my homie dub-c curb servin
gyeah

- mc eiht

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