Chords for Straight Outta Compton

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge _
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_ _ _ You can't fuck with me, so when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
Cause Ice Cube is crazy as fuck, as I leave, believe I'm starving
But when I come back, boy, I'm coming straight outta [F] Compton
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_ _ [D#] Ryan, tell him where you from
Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga
One punch I smoke, yo, my rap gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this
But the pussy ass niggas won't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my snap
If not from the records, from jacking a cross, it's like burglary
The definition is jacking
Or when illegally armed, it's called packing
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I'll find a good piece of pussy, and go and finish
So if you're at a show in the front row
I'ma call you a bitch or a dirty ass hoe
You're probably getting mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows when you stretch off your bones to a crazy motherfucker from the street
Attitude legit cause I'm tearing up shit
MC Red controls the automatic
For any dumb motherfucker, it starts static
Got a right hand cause I'm a handy self
Every time I pull a AK off the shelf
Security is maximum, man, that's a law
R.E.N. spells Red, but I'm raw
See, cause I'm the motherfucking villain
The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killing
That's taking place without a clue
And once you're on the scope, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
But a nigga like Ren is on the gangsta tip
Spread out [F] a cop tip
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_ _ Easy as his name and the boys coming
Spread out a cop tip
It's a brother that'll smother your mother
And make your sister think I love her
Dangerous motherfucking racist
Hell, and if I ever get caught, I make hell
See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a motherfucking cop, I don't dodge him
But I'm smart, lay low, breathe a while
And when I see the punk pass, I smile
To me, it's kind of funny
The attitude's showing, nigga, thriving
But don't know where the fuck he going, just rolling
Looking for the one that gone easy
But here's the flash
That never sees me ruthless
Never seen like a shadow in the dark
Except when I'm low
You see, it's rockin' time, over our hesitation
And here's the scream of the one who got the lead penetration
Feel a little gust of wind and I'm jetting
Believe a memory, no one will be forgetting
So what about the bitch who got shot?
Fuck her, you think I give a damn about a bitch?
I ain't a sucker
This is an autobiography of the E
And if you ever fuck with me, you get taken
By a super-dope brother who's a slugger
Word to the [C#] motherfucker Vel Compton
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [A] Vel Compton
[D#] Damn, _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C#] _ that shit was dope _