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og cuicide - not knowin' how to act كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
that crazy motherf_cker cuicide from the westside
leave a sh_tty mess when a n_gga do a homicide
dedicated to the game that i’m living in
and every day it’s a risk to the f_cking pen
no other choice, so a n_gga choose to g_ngb_ng
got to make my ends meet, so i’m in the dope game
f_ck, d_mn, it’s rolling slow
so i grab my gat and now i’m jacking for dough
inches coming fast and no witness where i’m blasting ya
straight from compton, that evilest assassin
not giving a f_ck, not giving a f_ck when i’m booking ya
nine double m, what i put in ya
splitting heads apart from ya punk marks
coming out the cut when i’m creeping through the dark
no it ain’t sh_t, put bustas on they back
’cause them n_ggas in compton, loc? not knowin’ how to act

[chorus]
not knowin’ how to act, not knowin’ how to act
n_ggas from compton puttin’ fools on they back
not knowin’ how to act, f_ck around and get jacked
n_ggas from compton puttin’ fools on they back
[verse 2]
a everyday life was a jack move
roll up to the spot, hit the scene, yep, it looks cool
so park the jeep at the back entrance
according to the cuicide, watch me handle biz’
walk in the place with the .44 [?]
slapping fools across they head, ain’t no f_ckin’ love
from a n_gga from the streets, loc
and my hustle to survive, jack or either sell dope
can’t be broke like the next man
so the f_cking mental case is plottin’ up a plan
and i’m only talking come up
to any buster in the game, got some beef? run the f_ck up
and get blasted with this ak
from that crazy motherf_cker that could surely bring a bad day
doing fools by squeezing the trigger
it’s the mister_mister cuicide, n_gga

[verse 3]
life in my city, grew up be a thug
catch somebody slipping, 211, do a mug
in motherf_cking progress, put it right through your chest
should have worn a vest, now yo’ ass is put to rest
smoked by a psychopath, [?] by a second glance
motherf_ckers just won’t learn, don’t [?] in, get that ass burned
compton madness, n_gga, from the west side of compton
where bustas get they ass whooped, pretending that they stompin’
don’t get caught up, n_gga, in a jack by a lunatic
crazy motherf_ckers do the most of the crazy sh_t
mister cuicide in the house for the ’95
tossing up a 40 oz., smoking on that indo’
slapping all you buster ass n_ggas up in your face
a motherf_cker that’s wound up to catch a case
blasting fools, doing fools
puttin’ n_ggas on they back, n_gga
[chorus]
not knowin’ how to act, not knowin’ how to act
n_ggas from compton puttin’ fools on they back
not knowin’ how to act, f_ck around and get jacked
n_ggas from compton puttin’ fools on they back
not knowin’ how to act, not knowin’ how to act
n_ggas from compton puttin’ fools on they back
not knowin’ how to act, f_ck around and get jacked
n_ggas from compton puttin’ fools on they back

[outro]
yeah, n_gga
mister cuicide from the west side, you know what i’m sayin’?
puttin’ it down with that funky sh_t, laid by the bone
[?] x_con in the motherf_ckin’ house, the dope fiends
put the [?] on the motherf_cking board, n_gga
yeah, much love to the county [?]
hah, yeah, and i’m out

- og cuicide

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