Jack Move

"Dumb muthafucka"

"Whether red or blue, 'cause or blood, it just don't matter"

"You

"Suckers"

"Hey homes"

"Compton"

Rollin them Daytons, yeah, profilin

Turned on Rosecrans, the suckers got to smilin

They got to wavin, so I said fuck it

I ain't wavin back, they jumped in they bucket

Lookin in my mirror it's niggaz all on my ass

So I said to my girl I'ma have to blast

So I bust a turn on [Name] Street

Then I pulled a muthaufckin .357 out the seat

Them niggaz jumped out 12-gauge ( ? )

Give me the keys to your shit, or get shot in the rump

My girl got out first, they said (Ooh, look at that)

Not knowin my bitch had the big, big gat

I got out and just threw 'em the keys

Then my girl said (Don't take his car, please)

Looked at my girl and gave her the sign

The girl whipped out the gat and she blast three times

1 nigga laid dead

The other cocked back the gauge and shot her in the leg

"Don't shoot my girl," I begged and begged

But my girl shot again and blew his brains out his head

So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin

I'll be another car that I'll just be strippin

Me, Hi-see is one mean compadre

Tu no me gustas, chinga tu madre

Pull over the vehicle

Aw baby, they tryina stop us and shit, baby

Pull over the vehicle

I ain't stoppin for they

Fuck it, I'ma stop

Alright, alright

What are you up to over here?

Hey man, I'm on the way to the hospital, man

Did you realize this is a 35, man?

Man, don't you see my girl's shot, muthafucka?

Man, where's your license?

Man, fuck

Where's your registration?

Get out of the car, man

Man, fuck you

Nigga rollin through my hood with some big fat chains

Didn't know who he was, he musta lost his brain

He's ready to get beat and stomped on

A kid from Oakland tryina roll through Compton?

There's a bitch on the block named Sue

A hoe in the hood everybody been through

I didn't have to guess cause I already knew

That that's the fuckin house that he's gonna stop to

He was rollin a clean-ass Lac

On Daytons and 20s, a bumper kit in the back

I said damn, now who in the fuck is that?

He had diamonds on his hands and his chains was fat

He went in Sue house, I don't know what they was doin

But me knowiin Sue they was probably screwin

Now this nigga musta been on crack

So I rushed into my house, broke out the bumper jack

Stripped his shit and left it sittin on bricks

Fool-ass fag was in a hell of a fix

He was ready to leave the house

So I crept up to the door when I heard his big mouth

He kissed Sue and said good night

I threw my left hands on the chains, I bombed with the right

You know Sue, the stupid ass bitch

The hoe in the hood done turned into a snitch

Police pulled me over, I said what the fuck I do?

"I'm Crawf, officer, it wasn't me

"Shut up, nigger, don't they call you Hi-see?"

They turned they back, then I broke down the street

I almost got away till a K9 creeped

But it caught me and almost chewed my ass to death

I was almost dead, I had one thing left

Grabbed a 40 bottle, bust the dog in the head

Police stopped, check to see if he was dead

But by that time I was down the street

Sayin, "Ha, you silly muthafuckas can't catch me"

So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin

I'll be another car that I'll just be strippin

Me, Hi-see is one mean compadre

Tu no me gustas, chinga tu madre

Yeah

Straight for the nine-o, fool

Hi-see and Tony-A straight jackin muthafuckas

So make sure your windows are rolled up and your door are locked

Cause that's the only way your ass won't get got

And I don't give a fuck about y'all packin

Because I'm down, Skanless is fuckin jackin