Straight Outta Compton lyrics

[Verse 1: Alice Glass]
Straight Outta Compton!
Crazy motherf*cker named Ice Cube
From the gang called "n*ggas Wit Attitudes"
When I'm called off, I got a sawed-off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if you f*ck with me
The police are gonna have to come and get me
Off your ass, that's how I'm going out
For the punk motherf*ckers that's showing out
n*ggas start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot, like gumbo
Going off on the motherf*cker like that
With a gat that's pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no telling when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep you dancin'
With a crime record like Charles Manson

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 2: Alice Glass]
Straight Outta Compton, another crazy-ass n*gga
More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm bad, and you know that
But the pus*y ass n*ggas won't show it
But I don't give a f*ck, I'ma make my snaps
If not from the records, from jacking or craps
Just like burglary, the definition is jacking
Legally armed, it's called packing
Shoot a motherf*cker in a minute
I find a good piece of pus*y and go up in it
So if you are at a show
I'ma call you a dirty b*tch ass hoe
You'll be in the front row
Call me a dirty b*tch ass hoe
[Verse 3: Alice Glass]
I love it when you shake your ass for me
Come on, girl, do your best for me
Oh, girl, give it a rest
I can't see under your dress
I'm still tired when I hear you moan
I'm still tired when I hear you cry