Punk sh*t lyrics

Yeah
Ready to slang 'em
Girls, I'm ready to bang 'em
So you know how we do it
I'm 'bout to step to it like this, you know

[ VERSE 1: Hi-C ]
Boom, n*gga, I'mma drop the rock
For the punk-ass n*ggas that's on my jock
One day I was caught in the mix
In a gang, it was four, five or six
Old b*tch-ass n*ggas get to go head up
Cause when I run I tear they ass up
I got slung to the ground, took one to the eye
But a Compton-ass n*gga won't cry
So I dusted off my clothes and I ran to the Cutlass
Thought for a minute, said f*ck this
On the way back to Compton went to get the gat
But they knew that day I'd be comin back
But I didn't go back on the same day
Cause a n*gga ain't stupid, okay?
But a month down the line they ass'll be mine
They be chewin on a muthaf*ckin AK

[ VERSE 2: Hi-C ]
Once again Hi-C jumps on the scene
Killin all creeps if you know what I mean
Fool, so come on, bring your nine
But it ain't gon' help this time, punk
Cause you'll get smoked with a deuce-five
Take two to the eye, you won't stay alive
You keep poppin that gangsta mess
But you'll suck a gang of jock tryina f*ck with the Skanless
I used to hit up my set on the walls
n*ggas run up, get kicked in the balls
My weight may be light but I swing 'em like Mighty Mike
If you think you can hang - syke
Cause my homies ain't no goddamn joke
n*ggas from the other side always get smoked
My hood you can't stop, so get off the jock
As I drop the muthaf*ckin rock