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letra de nuclear shit - lil compton

like a nuclear bomb hitting the ground
either hold it down or move around
i had my memory erased on purpose
round and round, i’ma keep putting it down
pimp daddy d follow gangsta codes
pacewon in a rush ta, bust off loads
the sh-ll of a used up man
some men travel down twisted roads
ooh child, things ain’t gettin no easier
ohhhhhhhh child, mcs is getting real cheesier
sh-t so fly, that you can call it scandalous
given an image of a threat, made it easier
when you’re thuggin’, n-gga always into somethin’
f-ck that jack sh-t, benefittin’ nothin’
4’s poking trunk open, showing chinese leathers
drank somethin, flow somethin
blondes, brunettes, braids and redheads
and dying in your beds
boom go the wicked clowns southwest style
holdin’ heaters to ryda haters heads
burn a mens courts
a believer of sorts
yo b-tch is bumpin this
galleons on courts
run… c’mon… geah…
cause my cookies always slippery
eat a little cat or somethin
we the maccabee dynasty, check our diary
i couldn’t have done it without yall
got my digits, gave me a call
like yesterday, my homie went to jail
hey what’s up baby doll
word up, word up
i’m too gutter, for you baby
wanna live your life
cuz i roll ’em up
lord knows i live for these nights
repeat em and treat em like read em rights
servin up fiends like it wasn’t no thing
n-ggas on the block into the twilight braggin’ gang fights
but you will always be a homie to me
fight for the future, so what’s it gon’ be?
uh-oh now he back wit his clique
you got to give me what i need baby..
my lyrics spread nice over t-ts like calamine
distinct, leavin’ suckas extinct when we combine
shakin you n-ggas is funny
what you ain’t heard? this is murder by design
we spraying at them cars, when we run into them boys
found you up on f street dealing s-x toys
don’t get too close the rugers they will bust
me and frenchy, tio and roma, cocaine cowboys
cops are b-tches, that’s where everybody goes
all the boys went crazy, takin’ off clothes
you’ll become motivated, so get involved!
i see you in icu, betta call the cops
this are my b-tches, my side b-tches
hundred thousand dollar cars, on twenty inches
faked -rg-sms, women that could never have babies
i’m just another hustler to the game gettin b-tches
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
we bounced to the truth, show up with the cash last
to keep me away from the rhythm of the funky stuff
you’re always after the cash and after the -ss
44 chrome to the dome, uzi man did it
better give me half or you can get your jaw split b-tch
if you want to make a move, don’t hesitate
screaming out, out loud, right now, i’m the sh-t
wander down the hall with the can of bear mace
down they go to earth with a smiling face
it’s enough of a challenge handling mine
she ain’t concerned when she turn up the b-ss
my vocabilation is out of your imagination
conversation, loss of limbs amputation
hopin to balance, emotions invalidated
test my gang affiliation
drop the top when it’s dank
so we do it in the audi
when sh-t get rough, so weak want tough
now look on your map and spot
i’ll take you out one by one b-tch
why you hooverin? p-ssed it like a hour ago
cause i got three cuzos sitting up high, rolling 24’s
and b-tches start sweating like they just did some blow
so what cha ya wanna do, better call your crew
got me so high, hardly know what to do
i never claimed to be the friendliest kid
cats done begin, had to be him
reincarnation, annihilation abomination and god’s creation
you’re illiteracy shows like babylonian aggravation
listen up to the groove of the nut
and i’m livin’ in a nation of abomination
still found a way to get bad b-tches
at school you had curls, and pretty shirts with swirls
ran to the hills where i hid
and he leaving with the souls of the boys that are dead
thug til i die, don’t make this motherf-cker stop me
f-ck bein fancy, i never tried to be
the game is a joke; f-ck free word
and i walk my walk i’m thuggin baby
this greed grows roots in people
so listen while i inflict all this sh-t
hickery d-ckery dock, the b-tch died on spot
i knew that sense sophmore year, you not evil
i got some sh-t on my mind, uh
cause what you start i’ma finsih with a .44
bullets through the chest arrows never hit the door
with a .44, i’ll gun you down
but i can see if yo -ss had some dank weed
take notes, of the quotes, when you buildin
i remember one year my cuz knocked you out
we rollin’ benz-o’s and lex-o’s by the dollars
my technicality wins of the hour
due to the fact i just left compton
cause i’ll subract, react and smack your back
suckers don’t play me, cause suckers i do vamp
when i started they say i had no fame
me get slain? be for real let’s game
cast arm, strong arm, hot rounds of blow
be humble in this game of fortune and fame
none of y’all n-ggas true to the double u, n-gga
you say you trill come take like a soldier f-ck-n-gga
so reclaim my name from the lost and found
this is jay everyday, no days off, ferris bueler n-gga
it’s daylight savings time and the weather is beautiful
i got the ski mask, i’m wonderful
just them k!llas n-ggas know i’m sayin’
i didn’t know you were beautiful
b-boy, i will seek and destroy
shine cats we is the bomb my boy
these are dangerous times, the life’s on the line
throwed young playa slangin candy red toy
caught up like fishes, and swimming in the sea
tickle it hee hee hee hee hee who i be?
wrestlin’ with the written, straight spittin’ about to explode
that i got cheese with the miller boys at the calliope
i leave ’em stuck posted up at a stand still
me and lil sko finna go for the k!ll
body of a goddess, got me in the mix
lyrically i’m a bill, at the top of a hill
make a move n-gga, you opened them death threats
n-ggas hate ’cause i’m skyscr-ping the small shelf bull pit cigarettes
as i watch and see all our progress regress
f-ggot rappers rather watch me undress than rock sets
well trained in the arts, he had
saying, things wouldn’t be so bad
i’m the papi that the mamis all lovin
and you can meet my dad
and i’m a show you who the illest
who represents the bronx to the fullest
i feel we got it king of new york
and i’m a show you who the illest
i know what’s in your brain, it’s scary man
i’ma kick this real sh-t until i kick the can
first phase, phase two, finna hit it up mane
i’m working at a chicken stand now with the chicken
for those who do not know, once again
i got seventeen karats in my piece and chain
i retaliate, and put hot ones in your spine
man we did it did it did it again

- lil compton

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