Dead Men Tell No Lies (Explicit)-Compton's Most Wanted

Dead Men Tell No Lies (Explicit)

歌手：Compton's Most Wanted

专辑：Music To Driveby (Explicit)

时间：1992-09-08

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Dead Men Tell No Lies (Explicit) 专辑《Music To Driveby (Explicit)》Compton's Most Wanted

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Dead Men Tell No Lies (Explicit) - Compton's Most Wanted

I been quiet for too f**king long

So now its time to break the silence

I start with the killing

So f**k stopping the violence

I got something for your monkey a**

So peep

Better yet like a stray dog

I put your a** to sleep

No more faking and taking my snaps

Sorry fool Eiht going step in get the straps

Geah I puts my work in

And f**k up your sh*t

Now you gotta bow down

And suck a fat dick

Mmm I guess thats

What you get when you try to play

Try to come up with

That mutherf**king he say

Or she say

Or what the f**k did that fool say

Punk b**ch

I'll mop that a** up anyway

Dont misbehave

Cause you'll be a slave

Another fronting mutherf**ker

In a early grave

Geah you got over fool

Because your a** was sly

But a dead ni**a tell no lies

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Another fool on my sh*t list

And now the punk b**ch wanna

Play games

No competition so

I'll mention no f**king names

Just like a rat

She likes to squeel

But you squeeled on the E

So whats the deal

Geah you spread rumours for humour G

But the sh*t aint funny

So humour me

And um aint no more of your

Bullshit I'm having

Geah Tired of the f**king back stabbing

Soul in the bozac as I stack

To your jaw I start to mack

Like a fool don't clap

And um it aint over till the fat b**ch spit

Well the fat b**ch is about to spit sh*t

To save your sorry a** from the mash

So who really gives a f**k

If I tap that but

So um when your a** is gone

They'll wonder why

But a dead ni**a tell no lies

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Ran through the rooms

And went pop pop pop

Get ready for the last mutherf**king trip

As I pop in another mutherf**king clip

Geah one more busta another mark

Fool your kinda fake

Talking about you f**ked the Eiht

Damn another sorry b**ch

With some street slang

Peel his cap cause

We aint from the same gang

Talking about you'll shoot the Eiht

From the top of the tree

Ni**a please

I might drop you to your f**king knees

Try to lay low

But you know you can't escape

Why'd you have to diss me

On your underground tape

Now you hang your sh*t up on a shelf

Didn't you know

You'd be f**king your own self

Quick draw McGraw

On the f**king draw

As you scheme on my team

I take 2 to your jaw

Geah you got over fool

But you know why

Cause a dead ni**a tell no lies

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Killed off the sucker right

There he didn't stop

Ran through the rooms

And went pop pop pop

Geah Eihthype in a mutherf**king effect

For the nine deuce to get loose

My ni**a Mike T is in the house

Dj Slips in the mutherf**king house

My ni**a 'Times in the house

Rick's in the house

My ni**a Chill's in the house

Boom Bams in the house

And we outta here

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