Luke, Clayvoisie, JT Money - Cowards in Compton lyrics

Uh! Yo, fuck ass niggas
Let me tell y'all one thing
Right now I just don't give a fuck!
I'ma let niggas just rip
Y'all motherfuckin' throat down
Yo, gay ass motherfuckers, Snoop ass, ho ass
Dog ass nigga
Dre, you ain't nothin' but my bitch
I'ma make you my bitch
You look like you could suck a nigga's dick
Ho ass motherfucker

I know niggas ain't tryin' to diss
Comin' with that wack shit
Keep tryin' to front
Get your motherfuckin' back split
And yo' ass kicked, this shit is drastic!
Run up on my nigga, get your punk ass blasted
Real niggas don't talk that gay shit
Talk about, let another nigga suck your dick
Only punks talk like that


I won't even bust ya
I'll slap you with my gat!
Frontin' like a gangsta, but you's a faggot
See if you can act it, but you can't back it
Nigga like me won't play wit' ya
I'ma buck-buck-buck when I get ya!
Fuck it, I'm goin' all out
Step on Death Row and spray up ya house
Nigga! Dumb motherfucker tryin' to talk back
Fuck around
Get a missile launched in yo' ass
And for your homies talkin' fly shit
If we was locked up together I'd
Have made 'em my bitch
'Cause I know y'all pranksters
Y'all niggas still Fakin' Like Gangsters
Fuck y'all!

Back for the payback (Death Row)
Back for the payback (Death Row)
Back for the payback (Death Row)
With oil, lots of oil
Back for the payback (Death Row)
Back for the payback (Death Row)
Back for the payback (Death Row)
With oil, lots of oil

It's about time for me to tear
The roof off the motherfucker
I grab the gat to make
You fuck-niggas run for cover
You can fool a groupie
But you can't fool a gangsta
1985, you used to be a fuckin' prankster
Down with Lonzo and the World Wreckin' Cru
Turnin' off the lights and
Dressin' like bitches too
Every nigga on Death Row must be a joke
I pull a lever to the chair
And watch you niggas smoke
Real niggas don't follow punks down here
I guess your nigga Snoopie Dogg
Must be a queer so who the fuck you gonna
Blast here in Miami?
Fuck with me and I'll kill your whole family
And I do mean ho, you think I'm playin', son?
I got my Glock to your head
Now where you gonna run?
Before you diss my nigga Luke
You better think twice
I'll pull the trigger, nigga
And turn off your lights!

Yeah, fuck-ass nigga
You just don't know! A nigga know about yo'
Motherfuckin' ass with them "Turn
Off the Lights" days! Nigga
When you was sittin' on them
Album covers with the motherfuckin'
Lip gloss, and them sequins outfit's on
Nigga, I know what a nigga want
You to do right now!
Nigga, you know what I want you
To do for me right now?
I want you to just take off that g-string
Baby 'Cause you know you look real crazy
And you gon' be my ho, maybe
I just don't like this nigga, yo mike Fresh
Let's just take these fuck-niggas' beat
Yeah, this is how we do
We take fuck-niggas' beat!
Yo, better yet, fuck that shit, my nigga
Fuck that shit!
Yo, my nigga, bring the real shit in
Get that ol' coochie shit outta here

Verse two, motherfucker
I still hit you with the ill shit
Fuck with my nigga and yo'
Ass'll get killed quick
Pussy nigga, you ain't shit!
Did a whole album of other
Niggas pullin' your dick
I'll wreck your whole staff
Bust shots at they ass
You niggas can't last!
So don't try to flip the script, money grip
Got a TEC on my hip
Plus I'm in the mood to trip
And I'll take your four-four
Take a walk down Death Row
Them niggas get petro'
'Cause that shit ain't nothin' but soft-town
Play bad, get knocked the fuck off, clown
I'll be on the DL scopin'
Catch you slippin'
Leave your motherfuckin' chest open
That nigga changed gears like a 10-speed
Last album, that nigga was against weed
Now he's mister Chronic man
Get high, nigga, try to play bionic man
Act like you wanna be tough
And we gon' see who'll really get fucked
You fuck

Yeah, fuck-ass nigga
Lemme tell you somethin'! What you gon'
Be? You gon' be a real nigga or you gon'
Be a flaunt, nigga? You gon' be on weed
Or you ain't gon' be on weed?
You gon' be a bruise next year! Aight
What you gon' be on
This motherfuckin' year? Let me tell
You somethin' 'bout a nigga, right? All
Real niggas - I mean, you
Lookin' at a real nigga, nigga now
Lemme tell you somethin' have you
Ever got head on stage, then? I'll
Get head from yo' motherfuckin' ho on
Stage! You let the bitch be
In the audience, 'cause I'ma take
That pussy! You a pussy-ass
Cock-ass nigga! Lemme tell you somethin'
Cowards in Compton get sprayed
In Dade! Cowards
In Compton get sprayed in Dade
Pussy! Cowards in Compton get
Sprayed in motherfuckin' Dade!
You ho-ass nigga, you my bitch, bitch!
(Hell yeah)

Luke Records would like to acknowledge
That all references made in
The previous work towards homosexuals
Is not reflecting anti-homosexual
Position on our part our problem
Was just homosexuals by
The name of Dr dre and Snoop Dogg