Cowards In Compton Lyrics
featuring ) Clayvosie JT Money <br />
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Intro: Luke <br />
UH! Yo fuck ass niggas <br />
let me tell y'all one thing right now I just don't give a fuck! <br />
I'ma let niggas just RIP y'all motherfuckin' throwdown y'all <br />
gay ass motherfuckers! Snoop ass hoe ass dog ass nigga! <br />
Dre you ain't nothin' but my bitch I'ma make you my bitch! <br />
You look like you could suck a nigga' dick hoe ass motherfucker!! <br />
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Verse 1: JT Money <br />
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I know niggas ain't tryin' to diss comin' with that wack shit <br />
Keep tryin' to front, get your motherfuckin' back split <br />
And yo' ass kicked! Your shit is drastic! <br />
Run up on my nigga, get your punk ass blasted! <br />
Real niggas don't talk that gay shit <br />
Talk about, let another nigga suck ya dick <br />
Only punks talk like that <br />
I won't even bust ya; I'll slap you with my gat! <br />
Frontin' like a gangsta, but you's a faggot <br />
See if you can act it, but you can't back it <br />
A nigga like me won't play wit' ya <br />
I'ma BUCK BUCK BUCK when I get ya! <br />
Fuck it, I'm Goin' All Out <br />
Step on Death Row and spray up ya house, nigga! <br />
Dumb motherfucker tryin' to talk bad <br />
Fuck around, get a missile launched in yo' ass <br />
And for your homies talkin' fly shit, <br />
If we was locked up together I'd have made 'em MY bitches! <br />
'Cause I know y'all pranksters <br />
Y'all niggas still Fakin' Like Gangsters! Fuck y'all!! <br />
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Verse 2: Clayvosie <br />
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It's about time for me to tear the roof off the motherfucker <br />
I grab the gat to make you fuck-niggas run for cover <br />
You can fool a groupie, but you can't fool a gangsta <br />
1985, you used to be a fuckin' prankster <br />
Down with (?) and the World Wreckin' Cru <br />
Turnin' off the lights and dressin' like bitches too <br />
Every nigga on Death Row must be a joke <br />
I put a level to the chair and watch you niggas smoke <br />
Real niggas don't follow punks down here <br />
I guess your nigga Snoopie Dogg must be a queer <br />
So who the fuck you gonna blast here in Miami? <br />
Fuck with me and I'll kill your whol' family! <br />
And I do mean hoe', you think I'm playin', son? <br />
I got my glock to your head, now where you gonna run? <br />
Before you diss my nigga Luke, you better think twice <br />
I'll pull a trigger, nigga, and turn off your life! <br />
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Luke: <br />
Yeah, fuck-ass nigga, you just don't know! A nigga know about yo' <br />
motherfuckin' ass with them "Turn Off the Lights" days! Nigga, <br />
when you was sittin' on them album covers with the motherfuckin' <br />
lip gloss, and them sequins outfits on, nigga, I know what a nigga want <br />
you to do right now! Nigga, you know what I want you to do for me <br />
right now? I want you to just, *music stops* <br />
Take off that g-string, ba-by, <br />
'Cause you know you look real cra-zy, <br />
And you gon' be my hoe - maybe - <br />
I just don't like this nigga. <br />
Yo, Mike Fresh, let's just take these fuck-niggas' beat!! <br />
*The opening of the instrumental track from "Fuck Wit Dre Day"* <br />
Yeah, this is how we do, we take fuck-niggas' beat! <br />
Yo, better yet, fuck that shit, my nigga, fuck that shit! <br />
*The record needle is dragged off* <br />
Yo, my nigga, bring the real shit in! <br />
Get that ol' coochie shit outta here!! <br />
*The "Cowards" track comes back on* <br />
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Verse 3: JT Money <br />
<br />
Verse two, motherfucker, I still hit you with the ill shit <br />
Fuck with my nigga and yo' ass'll get killed quick <br />
Pussy nigga, you ain't shit!! <br />
Did a whole album of other niggas pullin' your dick <br />
I'll wreck your whole staff <br />
Bust shots at they ass, you niggas can't last! <br />
So don't try to flip the script, money grip <br />
Got a tech on my hip, plus I'm in the mood to trip <br />
And I'll take your 4-4 <br />
Take a walk down Death Row, them niggas get Petrol <br />
'Cause that shit ain't nothin' but soft-town <br />
Play bad, get knocked the fuck off, clown <br />
I'll be on the D.L. scopin' <br />
Catch you slippin', leave your motherfuckin' chest open <br />
That nigga changed gears like a 10-speed <br />
Last album, that nigga was against weed <br />
Now he's mister Chronic-man <br />
Get high, nigga, try to play bionic man <br />
Act like you wanna be tough <br />
And we gon' see who'll really get fucked, ya fuck!! <br />
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Luke: Yeah, fuck-ass nigga, lemme tell you somethin'! What you gon' <br />
be? You gon' be a real nigga or you gon' be a flaunt, nigga? You gon' <br />
be on weed, or you ain't gon' be on weed? You gon' be a bruise next <br />
year! Aaight, what you gon' be on this motherfuckin' year? Let me <br />
tell you somethin' 'bout a nigga, right? All real niggas - I mean, you <br />
lookin' at a real nigga, nigga, now lemme tell you somethin', have you <br />
ever got head on stage, then? I'll get head from yo' motherfuckin' hoe <br />
on stage! You let the bitch be in the audience, 'cause I'ma take that <br />
pussy! You a pussy-ass, cock-ass nigga! Lemme tell you somethin'! <br />
Cowards in Compton get sprayed in dank! Cowards in Compton get <br />
sprayed in dank, pussy!! Cowards in Compton get sprayed in <br />
motherfuckin' dank!! You hoe-ass nigga, you my bitch, bitch!! <br />
JT (in the manner of Dre): HELL yeah! <br />
<br />
Announcer (talking rapidly): <br />
Luke Records would like to acknowledge that all references made in the <br />
previous work towards homosexuals is not reflecting anti-homosexual <br />
position on our part. Our problem was just homosexuals by the name of <br />
Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg
