(Alright, go)
This comes from the E Chapter 8 verse 10, and it reads:
It's time to put some n***as in check
When you shoot a gun, hot shells eject
Catch 'em they get used as evidence
Only when they get brushed for finger prints
You ask why am I like this
Cause you wanna hear about sh** like this
So I tell it how I know it, just hope the f** I don't show it
n***as out frontin', loitering and looting
Let's recreate a drive-by shooting
More brothers in a car blocks away
Waiting to spray, shotgun, Mack-10 and an AK
They roll through to a line of n***as
It was 9 just like the f** they figured
Go around tha corner come back real slow
Lights off, car's in neutral, rollin' at a snail's pace and creepin'
Hoping to catch all of them sleepin'
A so-called gang, d** and s** (NWA)
Start busting a cap and all the others jet, 3 of 'em fall to their doom
Pronounced dead at the scene, with gun shot wounds
3 dead because Compton is scandalous
I'd like to tell you, brother, ashes to ashes, dust to dust (Amen)
Da da da
(You will now witness the sound of TV Ang-Ang-Angels)
(We will now pa** around the hat)
(That's good enough)
No it ain't, you f**ed up, you f**ed up (it's cool)
No, it ain't