Compton’s Most Wanted I'm Wit Dat Lyrics

It’s a Compton Thang Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 One Time Gaffled Em Up
  • 2 I’m Wit Dat
  • 3 Final Chapter
  • 4 I Give Up Nuthin’
  • 5 This Is Compton
  • 6 Rhymes Too Funky, Part 1 (live at Lonzo’s 1988)
  • 7 Duck Sick
  • 8 Give It Up
  • 9 Late Night Hype
  • 10 I Mean Biznez
  • 11 It’s a Compton Thang
  • Yo, Eiht and Chill
    It's a rumour going around sayin
    Compton's Most Wanted ain't funky enough
    Like we can't cut it, or somethin like that
    Personally, I don't know where the rumour got started
    They must be waitin for the album to drop or somethin
    But anyway, in the meantime
    Eiht, you're the first one up on this demo
    Set the record straight

    [Verse 1: MC Eiht]
    As I commence with the def dope strategy
    Of the lyrics I'm bustin, suckers tend to get mad at me
    Fill it to the limit at the top of my cup
    Press your luck, lose a buck as you get tossed up
    I presume that you fools wanna get some
    As the bass starts to boom I begin to get real dumb
    Downest is the Eiht from the C-p-t
    Floor a punk in a minute tryin to fuck with me
    Or try to stick up, so watch me kick up a little dust
    Stupid little punk, Eiht'll all-out bust
    Compton's Most W-a-n-t-e-d
    Top choice, best, can't fade the rest
    Hah! Eiht is only good for steady dumpin
    Geah, Unknown and Slip be like bumpin
    High, cause you're so fly - dud
    Kick back with the pack, and I get high off the bud'
    Cause I'm with that

    Yeah, Eiht, that was like funky
    I think that'll do the trick
    But Chill - you're next up to bat on this
    You with it?

    [Verse 2: Tha Chill]
    Yo, let's go, another star
    The p-a-r-t-n-e-r
    Of the E, the back-and-forth, the mic-switchin
    And the lyrics Eiht write be like pitchin
    Rough, cause the rhythm makes your goosebumps pump
    I could drop you in a minute, so shut up, chump
    I'm down for doin, won't be called no punk
    Rag a pack, crackerjack, hit the Indo blunt
    Chill, will get ill, so get real
    Still, let me kill, and you can pay up the bill
    The lyrics that I bust make you brag and boast
    How CMW rocks the fresh West Coast
    Eiht and Chill, two fresh Afro-Americans
    DJ Mike T is down with me ???
    3 The Hard Way is the way that it goes
    Just another dumb victim with a swoll' up nose
    Because I'm with that

    (Yeeaaah!)
    (Cool, I'm with it) --] The D.O.C

    [Verse 3: MC Eiht]
    3rd verse, I'm here to cause a little shock
    Down to rock round the block while you're ridin my jock
    The coolest, geah, I got to play it cool
    Keep it calm, no alarm while I dis a fool
    Unlike a pumped-up there's no need for gettin hostile
    Get hip and take a sip of chicken bottle
    In other words, I could be drunk as a skunk
    And I still won't waste time to get up with a punk
    It's competition that makes me wanna push, push
    Grab a skee next to me, start to water her bush
    A battle against a roody-poo punk like that
    Will mean that the Eiht will have to peel your cap
    Chap, so wake up to pay attention to what I'm sayin
    Won't stop sprayin, won't stop slayin
    Won't give a break to a fool who's fake
    Want a challenge? You can come and challenge the Eiht
    Cause I'm with that

    (Get on it)
    (The music just turns me on)

    [Verse 4: Tha Chill]
    I run you wreckless when I see that you are fake
    Leave you breathless, because I got the back of Eiht
    On the mike, I take care of business, I do my job
    Don't preprare, just beware when I'm ready to squab
    Make a note, program it in your memory bank
    Unlike a boat I won't sink, cause I'm rough as a tank
    Surprisin, realizin of who I am
    Compton's most wanted MC, and I don't give a damn
    Jokers think it's funky, no time for a fake
    Sucker punks try to steal the dope rhymes that I make
    My homeboy Mike T cuts like a savage
    And Unknown and Slip does damage
    So go ahead, and perpetrate like you're with it
    You'll be caught, you'll be fought, you'll be stalked in a minute

    Geah Chill
    That's how we handle that business
    Butterin em up, this boy
    (Geah, I'm with it)

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