Compton Bomb lyrics

by

Redman


Geah
In the house for the 94 shot
Eihthype in the house, uh
Half Ounce in the house
Compton bomb, Compton bomb
Geah
West side n*gga
You know what's happenin'

Get ready for the funky ass sh*t
From the muthaf*cka that just don't quit
Guarantee the Rag Top the trunks on the b*tches
Makin' n*ggas lock up they low-rider switches uh
Step aside as I bail on my ride
Too close on my jock get bucked with the Glock
The whole world turns as I bail in the room
n*ggas prepare to get slapped with the boom
Now for a bit to think ???
Got more sacks than my man Richard D
Can't get it nowhere but the West fool
f*ck around with the stress and that ain't cool
You can't handle my sh*t when it's smokin'
One mo' big ass hittin' and start choking
You can't handle this son so pass it quick
Damn I'm starting to see your mind playing tricks
Geah homie say it's much, too much
Just say you can't touch
The Compton bomb

Compton bomb, the Compton bomb...

The bomb'ton-ass sh*t is back on your block
Them n*ggas my team and we packin' much green
So come with your ten bucks and I'll see you
Cruisin' around the corner got the f*ckin' sensimilla
Come and get it from Eiht, Bam and Chill
The n*ggas with the real deal that kill
Dishin' it out like a muthaf*ckin' waitress
I come up you stay down and you hate this
Fools come from all around to get their dough
sh*t, 5.0 can't stop cause it's legit
Every hood to block to street to park
We be floatin' off the sh*t that's potent
And ain't no stopping the float through the Compton streets
Where you don't work muthaf*cka yeah you don't eat
One more come-up I can't stop
Better get down cause they shoots about to pop
Geah I got the 24 hour service
Got the one time's in my city kinda nervous
Geah, I got the money and the power
Makin' a G every hour cause we servin' that...

Compton bomb, the Comtpon bomb...

Damn, you can't f*ck with it
Put it down
f*ck with the stress you clown
The n*ggas with the chronic sh*t is back on the scene
I'm hearin' sayin' E's got the mean Joe Greene
Only the west side fools supplies the bomb
Hitting your ass like a sawed-off pump
Even caucasians dip in they savin's
They come to get to ?????? in special occasions
The bust that'll last long not a quicky
You know it's on when the sh*t looks sticky
So come get the bomb from the Eiht, Chill and Bam
Damn - your sh*t is sorrier than the Rams
Wack sh*t gets no clientele
The backcourt boogie just won't f*cking sell
Geah, I got to shoot that off, fall up your block
24-7 I'mma clock clock clock off the...

Compton bomb, the Compton bomb

Geah
We got that bomb sh*t n*gga
Yo' I'm sayin'
Half Ounce in the muthaf*ckin' house
Geah
We gots tha bomb, Eihthype's the bomb
Bam's the bomb
Chill's the bomb
Slip's the bomb
Ric's the bomb
Lil' Hawk's the bomb
Bird's the bomb
We's got the bomb n*gga uh
Comp' got the bomb n*gga uh
Yo' momma got the bomb n*gga
I said we got the bomb n*gga
Yo' momma yo' momma uh
Yo' mom's the bomb, n*gga
Yo' mom's the bomb, n*gga
Yo' mom's the bomb, n*gga
Compton bomb geah
In the house for the 94 shot n*gga
Eihthype in the muthaf*ckin' house geah
And we outta here
West side bomb fool
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