[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]
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Yo, I got a word for a skee tryin to bust me
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All they gotta do is just give up that pussy
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Girls, save the drama, cause I know you're in heat
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Spread your legs and get ready for the Compton meat
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I'm a hound, cause the twat makes the Eiht go wild
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Throw your legs on my shoulder, or doggy style
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Got to play the role like a punk-ass skee
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Next thing that you know is, you give it to me
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Girls in Compton say they ain't with it
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Save the drag, stupid bitch, in other words, quit it
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Cause I deliver quick fast like Roto-Rooter
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Say the dick ain't potent, crazy duck, I shoot her
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First you tell me 'no', then you tell me 'yes'
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In a week you're sayin 'maybe', then you say 'I guess'
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??? Compton ain't the Eiht, so what
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All I know is that I'm a pussy hound, and you got to give it up
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[ CHORUS ]
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(Give it up, you give it up
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You know what's on my mind
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Give it up, you give it up now
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You been wasting too much time)
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[ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]
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I know you're frontin like a virgin queen
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But Tha Chill is on attack smooth, more like a hype sex fiend
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Give it up, don't play dumb, sayin what?
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I got a little love, because my hand's on your butt
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Girls walk, girls talk, girls talk smack
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Don't play him, cause Chill ain't goin out like that
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Shake your tight butt while you rock to the beat
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Then you hound like a female dog in heat
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Girls, I see the games that you're playin
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Moment I arrive in the pussy, bitch, start prayin
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Kotex, I fill it, girls too serious
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Down some satin to the head, then I fuck you on your period
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My dick's on hard while I'm rhymin
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I want the real pussy, to hell with the grindin
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I don't show no mercy
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So go ahead and curse me
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Chill gives a fuck
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So yo, give it up
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(Make love to me)
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(Make love to me)
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(You know I will make love to you)
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(I wanna fuck you)
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(I want a blowjob, and I'm not kiddin)
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(Wing-ding-ding-a-ling down your throat)
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[ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]
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Not a drag, so why you play me like a kitten?
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Straighforward to the point, girl, no bullshittin
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We can get loaded, and as you get hot
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Think a plot you can drop, yo, it pops on the twat
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Juice me like a fruit, but you know it ain't cute
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Stinky slut, Eiht'll give your punk ass the boot
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Cause I'm the type of brother who don't waste time
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With the fancy-ass dress and red roses and wine
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I'm a Compton nigga, Compton got it goin
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Peace to the Compton girls, because they hoein
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So if another brother try to call you a skee
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Fuck the shit that he's talkin, you can skid to E
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[ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]
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Here's the final word to the girls that skip
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Should they give it up, E? (Hell geah)
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Chill is ready for the ultimate takin
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Got no time for no bitch that's fakin
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Let me be the first to break you in
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Another skee comes along, and yo, I'm in like Flynn
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You say it's too soon, I don't give a fuck
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But if the E want some (Bitch, we got to toss you up)
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It's simple, don't try to front like you don't know
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But if you skee with Tha Chill, then you got to be a hoe
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No draggin, no laggin, and please stop naggin
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Chill is ready for the fuck
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So yo, give it up
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[ CHORUS ]
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(We wanna fuck you)
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(Compton's Most Wanted)
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(Biiitch)
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(I wanna fuck you too)
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(Whose pussy is this?
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Who's it?)
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(Give it up, you give it up)
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(It's yours) (yours) (yours)
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(Yeah, I'm tryin to dog the best I can
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??? as I enjoy it)
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Give it Up
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Compton's Most Wanted |