"Compton Compton" lyrics

"Compton Compton"

Uh, uh, gangster gangster yeah
Uh, uh, it's gangster gangster yeah
Uh, uh, shit I'm living gangster gangster shit
Yeah

I'm from Compton, Compton, Murderville
You heard these niggas is gangsters, and they kill
Rob and steal, my niggas will peel at will
For real they're real, niggas gon' feel this steel

I'm from Compton, Compton, Murderville
You heard these niggas is gangsters, and they kill
Rob and steal, my niggas will peel at will
For real they're real, niggas gon' feel this steel

Walk with me through the ghetto where the packs get sold
And them niggas selling the work ain't half as old
As the fiends and the hippies, same ones smoking since the 60s
Everybody yelling gimme, gimme
Every nigga in the hood, one hand on his jimmy
Other hand grip the semi, c'mon walk with me
Every ten houses, one got 'caine for sale
And I give you a dope track like my name Pharrell
And you can get that stainless steel
Walk in my Chuck Taylors for a day, if you think it ain't f'real
When I buy rocks homey baguettes on my ring
And only neighborhood watch is my Tecno Marine
Keep a Mac on the block, I ain't talking 'bout Beans
QB in the hood and I'm far from Queens
The boys in the hood is always hard
So come through and get smoked like a Cuban cigar

I'm from Compton, Compton, Murderville
You heard these niggas is gangsters, and they kill
Rob and steal, my niggas will peel at will
For real they're real, niggas gon' feel this steel

I'm from Compton, Compton, a block from hell
And you can come get a bird for eleven
And we ain't got a penny for the reverend, a dime for a witness
Only Church's in the hood sell chicken ba-KAW
Every nigga in the hood sell chickens move work like city buses
You fucking with the Hub City Hustler
The vans on the block won't touch us, the streets my home
So I move weight on the block like I'm Moses Malone
Bring the guns anywhere I roam, go with the chrome
And I hit all my shots, like I'm in the A.I. zone
And mob like Al Capone through N.W.A.'s home
Homes like Ed Jones will cripple your team up
In the home of Dr. Dre, Venus and Serena
Where 14-year-olds pack ninas and drive Beamers
We ball up subpoenas, take niggas to the cleaners
And you know what I'm talking about if y'all seen where

I'm from Compton, Compton, Murderville
You heard these niggas is gangsters, and they kill
Rob and steal, my niggas will peel at will
For real they're real, niggas gon' feel this steel

We drug dealing, but niggas is squealing fuck you rats
What more can I say, just kill 'em
Fuck 'em, the gun bust 'em, we just knock on wood
Now is this under-stood?
I mostly George when I whip, my supply is good
The man behind the bricks, I'm supplying the hood
Catch bodies like Pistol Pete passes on the wood
Benz parked by the fence, brick stashed in the hood
Top work by the inch, I bag it, it's gone
Ask Quik, we rock more than microphones
Some niggas ball, some niggas do what we do
And other niggas sing for Cash Money like TQ
The block will heat and sink you hey dude
Cali ain't all palm trees, purple haze and sea dude
Lose your life trying to get these jewels
I keep the 40 cal wrapped in chrome like R2-D2

I'm from Compton, Compton, Murderville
You heard these niggas is gangsters, and they kill
Rob and steal, my niggas will peel at will
For real they're real, niggas gon' feel this steel


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