Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Tim Dog - Fuck Compton ------------------------------------------ Oh shit mutherfuckas step to the rear and cheer cause tim dog is here Lets get down to the nitty gritty And talk about a bullshit city Talking about niggaz from compton Theyre no comp and they truly aint stomping Tim dog a black mans task Im so bad ill whip supermans ass All you suckers that rif on the west coast Ill dis and spray your ass like a roach Ya think youre cool wit your curls and your shades Ill roll thick and youll be yelling raid One hard brother that lives in new york Where brothers are hard and we dont have to talk Shut your mouth before we come out stomping Hey, yo eazy Fuck compton (why you dissing eazy?) cause the boy aint shit Chew him with tobacco, an spit him in shit I crush ice cube, im cool wit ice t But nwa aint shit to me Dre beating on dee from pump it up Step to the dog and get fuc*** up Im simplistic, imperialistic, idealistic And im kicking ballistics Having that gang war We want to know what youre fighting for Fighting over colors? All that gang shit is for dumb muthafuckas But you go on thinking youre hard Come to new york and well see who gets robbed Take your jeri curls, take your black hats Take your wack lyrics and your bullshit tracks Now youre mad and youre thinking about stomping Well im from the south bronx Fuck compton Tim dog and im the best from the east And all this compton shit must cease So keep your eyes on the prize and Dont jeopardize my arrive cause thats not wise You really think that you can rhyme Well come and get some of this loaded tech-nine Bo bo bo shots are cold gunning And youll really be a hundred miles and running You wanna play go ride in a sleigh Im so large i f*** michel le In the bathroom we was boning You shoulda heard how the bitch was moaning Do do do do dooo do do do do do do do Shut the f*** up bitch, you cant sing Ya sound like a kid playing on a swing (fuck you) Im the man at hand to run the band Thats in command You know who the f*** i am Tim dog, whats my muthafucking name Tim dog, thats my muthafucking game So whether you think that im just a myth That riff, the lift, the gift, the if, the fifth The shift, the spliff, thats in control, to hold To fold, to bold and make an ache and take and fake Wooh! and im still great Fuck compton