Real Hip Hop Lyrics | Ice Cube - Straight Outta Compton (1st Verse from "STRAIGHT OUTTA COMPTON" by N.W.A) @RealHipHopLyrics | Uploaded September 2024 | Updated October 2024, 9 hours ago.
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Straight outta Compton!
Crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggas Wit Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed-off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if you fuck with me
The police are gonna have to come and get me
Off your ass, that's how I'm going out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showing out
Niggas start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot, like gumbo
Going off on the motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no telling when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep y'all dancin'
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don't make me act a motherfucking fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knocking niggas out the box, daily
Yo, weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
That I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy, you can't fuck with me
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Artist/Group: Ice Cube
Album: Straight Outta Compton by N.W.A
Released: 1988
Label: Ruthless/Priority
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LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Straight outta Compton!
Crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggas Wit Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed-off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if you fuck with me
The police are gonna have to come and get me
Off your ass, that's how I'm going out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showing out
Niggas start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot, like gumbo
Going off on the motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no telling when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep y'all dancin'
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don't make me act a motherfucking fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knocking niggas out the box, daily
Yo, weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
That I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy, you can't fuck with me
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Artist/Group: Ice Cube
Album: Straight Outta Compton by N.W.A
Released: 1988
Label: Ruthless/Priority
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![Eminem - Fuel (Shady Edition) [3rd Verse]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Iso4zIs2L0s/hqdefault.jpg "Eminem - Fuel (Shady Edition) [3rd Verse]
TARGET: Diddy
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
I was up to my waist in debt, better yet, face and neck, tryna chase a check
Sweat, labor for minimal as wages get, just tryna get me a dub like a blank cassette (Yeah)
I worked for peanuts til the day I met Dre and that gave me a little raise in net
Now nothing is close to disgusting as what I grossed, so this must mean what I wrote makes me the
Illest rapper there is, was, or ever will be
Thats the real reason I still squeeze and I fill these bars with so much vitriol
These voices in my head convince me, I bet that Ted Kaczynskill feel me
Cause I serial-kill beats like Israel Keyes
My peripheral sees everything, you was POVs to rap G-O-D
From Little Caesars to filled arenas, I made it big, word to Lil Cease
Fuel remix, so wholl be picked next, whos name gonna be next up?
Notorious B.I.G.s death was the domino effects of 2Pacs murder
Like facial tissue, whose clock should I clean next? Puffs?
Til hes in police handcuffs, guilty, will he step up?
Like gee, never turned himself in, who knows all the murders theyll pin
On me, next theyll prepare for me to not choose none of my words carefully
Artist/Group: Eminem
Album: The Death of Slim Shady (Coup De Grâce): Expanded Mourner’s Edition
Released: 2024
Label: Shady/Aftermath/Interscope
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![Nas - Stillmatic Freestyle (Jay-Z Diss) [1st Verse]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/LM7qLXFHq54/hqdefault.jpg "Nas - Stillmatic Freestyle (Jay-Z Diss) [1st Verse]
TARGET: Jay-Z & Roc-A-Fella Records
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Ma, Im sorry who the fuck I am, I cant trust my fans
Out of luck, no constructive plans
My friends stay powdered up, Im so drunk, cant stand
You said if I would sober up, Id be a powerful man
Turned out the street life, you prayed I wouldnt
But every church in the world cant save our children
I stayed out late, you heard shots, thought it would be
Your oldest son on the ground dead, but fortunately
Them bullets had some other names on it, the brother was blind
I hit the L, then, we yell out, It wasnt my time!
I loaded up shells, one by one
You smelled blunts from my room door, little Nasir was at war
And little did I care what you saw
Crew deep with a few heat, now its time we settle the score
But in the projects, I vision Muhammad, in linen garments
Preaching man, woman, and child, the living Prophet
And Im similar, Nasir Bin Olu Dara Visqu Allah
Fistful of dollars in the dice game, God
The Ice King, God, the Black Christ, elegant stance
Clothes fit me like a crime boss, the medicine man
I see the world collapsing, young pregnancies
Young girls are unfastening their Sasoon jeans, no prophylactic
All this fast shit and fly jewelry, now makes my eyes teary
N.Y. City, grab a hold and ride with me
Rip the Freeway
Artist/Group: Nas
Album: N/A
Released: 2001
Label: N/A
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