Compton's Most Wanted - 100 percent lyrics

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Y'all niggas ready?

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Hey yo, Raw

Cock yo shit, nigga

Get yo shit ready

It's 'bout to get down, baby

(It's goin down, baby, it's goin down)

CMW in the house 1-2

DJ Slip in the house 1-2

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[VERSE 1: Tha Chill]

Hit em up with the quickness, cause niggas was lookin shady

Thinkin that they could fade me with they dirty-ass .380

I'm scopin out your whole squad

Try to flex and watch me ram like a fuckin Dodge

Bring the noise like you're P.E.

Tryin to see the CPT G

Steppin up out the fo'-do'

Squeezin a chrome fo'-fo'

'Don't give a fuck' is the motto

I'm thugged out, drinkin Silver Satin from the bottle

Blowin tweed till my eyes poked out, I'm loaded, my brain's corroded

Fools thinkin they caught Chill slippin, they straight moded

This ain't no fuckin slip 'n slide

You sidebusters wanna take this shit outside?

Turn off the lights like the Wreckin' Crew

Leave you black and blue

Don't sleep, I'm goin up in your fuckin pockets too

I'm greedy as they come, get your guns, get em cocked

And ride 100% till that ass drop

[scratching]

[Busta Rhymes] "As I come back"

[CHORUS: Tha Chill]

You better be down 100% till that ass drop

You better be down to smash on till that ass flop

Cause that nigga Bumpy Jay ain't gon' never stop

Tryin to step and I'ma let you meet the Reebok

You better be down 100% till that ass flop

You better be down to smash on till that ass drop

Cause that nigga Bumpy Jay ain't gon' never stop

Tryin to step and I'ma let you meet the Reebok

[VERSE 2: Tha Chill]

Now I'm perved out to smoke the muthafuckin Burb' out

Plus I heard these fake-ass haters done put the word out

Tha Chill's up in your system, hard's how I hit em

With the flows to wet the panties on hoes how it goes

Get the party jumpin, Raw got the beat pumpin

Straight thumpin up in your woofers to make the whole street look up

You're shook up, wonderin why we got the fuckin hook-up

And thinkin why we got the whole damn studio booked up

Droppin em bombs, killin car alarms

Got them niggas on stuck, hoes ready to fuck

They suck like they suck fish

Watch me handle this, player-haters trip on me get bucked quick

Don't give a damn, I just cram like Golden Grahams

G mentality had them fools mad at me

Tryin to catch me slippin at the weed spot

You better be down 100% to ride till you drop

[scratching]

"As I come back"

[Busta Rhymes] "Bring it back, come rewind"