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I'm Wit Dat
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Hip-Hop/Rap
I'm Wit Dat foi lançado em 1 de fevereiro de 1990 por Bump Johnson Inc. como parte do álbum It's a Compton Thang!
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Data de lançamento1 de fevereiro de 1990
EditoraSony Music Inc.
IdiomaEnglish
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Acústica
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Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM86

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Vídeo de música

Letra

Yo, Eiht and Chill
It's a rumour going around sayin'
Compton's Most Wanted, ain't funky enough
Like we can't cut it, or somethin' like that
Personally, I don't know where the rumour got started
They must be waitin' for the album to drop or somethin'
But anyway, in the meantime
Eiht, you're the first one up on this demo
Set the record straight
As I commence with the def dope strategy
Of the lyrics I'm bustin', suckers tend to get mad at me
Fill it to the limit at the top of my cup
Press your luck, lose a buck as you get tossed up
I presume that you fools wanna get some
As the bass starts to boom I begin to get real dumb
Downest is the Eiht, from the CPT
Floor a punk in a minute tryna fuck with me
Or try to stick up, so watch me kick up a little dust
Stupid punk, Eiht'll all-out bust
Compton's Most W-A-N-T-E-D
Top choice, best, can't fade the rest
Hah! Eiht is only good for steady dumpin'
Geah, Unknown and Slip be like bumpin'
High, 'cause you're so fly - dud
Kick back with the pack, and I get high off the bud
'Cause I'm with that
Yeah, Eiht, that was like funky
I think that'll do the trick
But, Chill - you're next up to bat on this
You with it?
Yo, let's go, another star
The P-A-R-T-N-E-R
Of the E, like back-and-forth, the mic-switchin'
And the lyrics Eiht write be like pitchin'
Rough, 'cause the rhythm makes your goosebumps pump
I could drop you in a minute, so shut up, chump
I'm down for doin', won't be called no punk
Rag a pack, crackerjack, hit the Indo blunt
Chill, will get ill, so get real
Still, let me kill, and you can pay up the bill
The lyrics that I bust make ya brag and boast
How CMW rocks the fresh West Coast
Eiht and Chill, two fresh Afro-Americans
DJ Mike T is down with me, a Good Samaritan
3 the Hard Way is the way that it goes
Just another dumb victim with a swole up nose
Because I'm with that
(Yeeaaah!)
(Cool, I'm with it.--The D.O.C)
3rd verse, I'm here to cause a little shock
Down to rock 'round the block while you're ridin' my jock
The coolest, geah, I gotta play it cool
Keep it calm, no alarm while I'm dissed by a fool
Unlike a pumped-up, there's no need for gettin' hostile
Get hip, and take a sip of chicken bottle
In other words, I could be drunk as a skunk
And I still won't waste time to get 'em up with a punk
It's competition, that makes me wanna push, push
Grab a skee' next to me, start to water her bush
A battle against a roody-poo punk like that
Will mean that the Eiht'll have to peel your cap
Chap, so wake up, to pay attention what I'm sayin'
Won't stop sprayin', won't stop slayin'
Won't give a break to a fool who's fake
Want a challenge? You can come and challenge the Eiht
'Cause I'm with that
(Get on it)
(The music just turns me on)
I run you wreckless, when I see that you are fake
Leave you breathless, because I got the back of Eiht
On the mic, I take care of bidness, I do my job
Don't preprare, just beware when I'm ready to squab
Make a note, program it in yo' memory bank
Unlike a boat I won't sink, 'cause I'm rough as a tank
Surprisin', realizin', of who I am
Compton's most wanted MC, and I don't give a damn
Jokers think it's funky, no time for a fake
Sucka punks try to steal the dope rhymes that I make
My homeboy Mike T cuts like a savage
And Unknown and Slip does damage
So go ahead, and perpetrate like you wit' it
You'll be caught, you'll be fought, you'll be stalked in a minute!
Geah, Chill
That's how we handle that business
Butterin' 'em up in this, boy
(Geah, I'm with it)
(Yeeaaah!)
(Cool, I'm with it.--The D.O.C)
Written by: DJ Slip, MC Eiht, Tha Chill, The Unknown DJ
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