[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]

Fresh off the streets from the underground

Nick-named MC Eiht, black brother gets down

Came to dazzle with the hip-hop funk

To let em know (This is Compton) Now what's up, punk

Westside rulin all world cause I dump

And the city that I'm from take no shit from a chump

Niggas don't care if their enemy's beefin

Pretty soon it's a homie you're grievin

You entered the criminal zone

If you're just a little punk-ass fool, you should run on home

Try to compare? Get real

I'm from Compton, so you should know the deal

Ballers, skeezers, no age limit matters

Loced-out muthafuckas make the one time scatter

Toe to toe, draw my mic and start dumpin

It's the down MC Eiht, and fool, this is Compton



	(This is Compton)



[ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]

Another crazy nigga from the city

Chill's from the C-p-t, you got beef? What a pity

I don't play, cause I slay all rap suckers

Down with E, killin rookie muthafuckas

Squabbin in the streets, with the left you fall

Make a right on Alondra, see my name on the wall

Not like the banger, but I bust up

(Any punk-ass fool that'll step up)

So follow me into the zone they call panic

Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic

Niggas rollin hard, number one on the pop

Crazy brothers goin out all for the gangbang, stop

Compton is thumpin, suckers we stompin

Rhymes on hit, but they still talk shit

I gives a fuck about a fool who's frontin

They call me Tha Chill, and yo, this is Compton



	(This is Compton)

	(Say it louder)

	(Louder)



	(Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?)

	(Compton's Most Wanted, punk, rollin four deep)

	(Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?)

	(Eiht'll get crazy, kill like the Terminator)

	(Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?)

	(Boy, hold up, Tha Chill's on the stage)

	(Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?)

	(I plays the drums, the SP-1200)

	(Eiht is back again with power after hour)

	(Tha Chill is ready, so pass me the sack)



[ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]

Compton is the city that I'm claimin

Hardcore fact with the gat, to the punks I start gamin

Devious, so what do you expect?

I'm from the city on missions, and I pop your fuckin neck

People understand what I'm sayin

Talk more shit, I'm on hit, keep the fools all payin

Niggas make the scale when they bail

Police punks talk shit, but you still get out of jail

Eiht represents the place with the bass

The beat you won't beat, you're just a disgrace

Try to be casual, but that shit won't work

Get sweated in a minute, cause they down for the dirt

Maximum capacity, the crowd just jumps

For the rhythm that I give em, make the souls all pump

Energetic, so don't forget it, yeah, the Eiht keeps pumpin

And fool, this is Compton



	(This is Compton)

	(Commpton)



[ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]

Punk muthafucka, Tha Chill will destroy ya

With the dope hub style for ya

Bein that you're just another fan on the tip

Get dropped by Eiht, Ant, Bam, and Slip

Suckers better watch out, Chill's here to scrap

As I say it everytime in my muthafuckin rap

Just like a warzone got my territory marked

You be slippin if you're caught in the dark

(Sorry clown) Don't be slippin

Don't go head up with Tha Chill

Cause Chill can kill

I can't stop because the city I'm from

I get too fucked up, and kick the ass of a bum

So if you got static, punk keep frontin

Yo E, they know where the fuck we from...

Yo, this is Compton



You sorry-ass muthafuckas can't deal

Especially you sucker-ass D-V-3 muthafuckas

Geah

Y'all muthafuckas is too crazy

If y'all think y'all can hang with Compton's muthafuckin Most Wanted

In effect

Youknowmsayin

For '89 straight to the 9-0, fool



Sucker-ass niggas

Can't fade us

C.M.W.

Punk-ass perm-wearin pussies

Ha-ha-ha



Yeah I like that shit

Faggot-ass

Shit, I'm about pissed off, man

Hey Ant, let's get the fuck out of here