CB4 - Straight Outta Locash lyrics

Parody of NWA's "Straight Outta Compton"

CB4 in the motherfuckin house!

Yeah Gusto's in the motherfuckin house
With my man Dead Mike!
We breakin motherfuckers off 24-7!
So check this shit out!
Aiyyo Gusto (whassup?) kick that shit!

Straight Outta Locash
A crazy mothafucka named Gusto
I fucked ya wife, cause the bitch is a big ho
I fucked ya sister, I fucked ya cat
I would have fucked ya mom but
The bitch is too fat!
When I'm in your neighborhood
You better dig a moat
Cause I'm comin to slit
Ya motherfuckin throat!
Blood is drippin, I'm not slippin
Bitches panties, is what I'm rippin
Rollin faster than a motherfuckin dirt bike
Never met a piece of pussy that I didn't like
Like to eat it, like to suck it
Take a shit in a
Bucket Straight Outta Locash!

Crazy motherfuckers, hah hah!
(Where you from, nigga?)

Comin straight out of Locash
A crazy motherfucker named Dead Mike
So get ready cause you're goin
For a long hike
Off a cliff, I'm drivin you over
Now ya dead with ya fo' leaf clover
Float like a cannonball, sting like a shark
I'm the nigga waitin for you in the dark
Waitin to rob you, waitin to beat you
A bullet in ya head is how I greet you
(whassup nigga?)
A villain with a hat, and it's like that
I tied yo' moms to a motherfuckin train track
Flat on her back, I give her some crack
It's ten o'clock - DO YOU KNOW
Where yo moms is at?
At my house (doin what?) wipin her ass
She had to move sTRAIGHT OUTTA LOCASH!
(scratches til fade)