Jill, Scout, Jill, Scout, Scream, ECMP,
Jill, Dove INC, Jill, Scout
Somebody bout to get fucked up,
Somebody bout to get shot
Somebody bitch is getting naked,
And y 'all can't fuck around,
I'm an old school veteran,
I can see it all clear, now you copycats
Won't you mimic the dead body,
Hit a few hood rats, Jeff, hit and run
In some of the spots, I had to bring the gun
A true voice for the West Coast,
I don't give a second to run
Tell my thug motherfuckers,
stay strapped in the club
Bitch movin' like a gypsy,
You got beef, get touched,
Somebody bout to get fucked up,
somebody bout to get shot
Somebody bitch is getting naked,
somebody's spot is too hot
Somebody bout to get fucked up,
somebody bout to get shot
Somebody's bitch is getting naked,
somebody's spot is too hot
was in the town where the
And when we do the killin',
I'm a good representative,
just the way that we live
Hear the sound miles away
But when the baby mama drama gone,
got a fuckin' police record
Number three, motherfuckers is cutthroat
I ain't with they showboat
Compton all day and the day is very rare
Put this lane together so just
Nobody do it better than this
Compton frontline nigga you
Somebody bout to get fucked up
Somebody bout to get shot
Somebody bitches get naked
Somebody bout to get fucked up
Somebody bout to get shot
Somebody bitch is gettin' naked,
eat somebody's spots, drip hot
Yup, it's them niggas again,
went from rollin' on the swim
To countin' big in, drunk off the gin,
And you can kiss my black ass
I'm a vet with a veteran,
Bitches when they gossipin',
what you think you comin'
Boy please, we blow big cheese
and on that we frontliners
Raised up, fattin' them lips
Creep up with the thang from behind you
Fake niggas, you gon' press rewind
from the cradle to the pine
Probably won't make it to 89
Would've been snitched on us
Somebody's bitch is gettin'
Somebody's spot's too hot
Somebody's bout to get shot
Somebody's bitch is gettin'
Somebody's spots are too hot
Chill, it's Captain E -C -M -P, chill
West Coast, countin' all day