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We're far from good, not good from far |
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Ninety miles per hour down Compton Boulevard |
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with the top down screaming we don't give a **** |
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Drink my forty ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt |
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cause the kids just ain't alright |
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Oh shit nigga, something bout to happen |
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Nigga, this shit, nigga, this sound like thirty ki's under the Compton court building |
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Hope the dogs don't smell it |
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Welcome to vigilante, eighties so don't you ask me |
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I'm hungry, my body's antsy, I rip through your ****ing pantry |
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Peeling off like a Xanny, examine my orchestra |
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Granny said when I'm old enough, I'll be sure to be all I can be |
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You niggas Marcus Camby, washed up |
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Pussy fix your panties, I'm Mr. Marcus, you getting ****ed, uh |
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You ain't heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane |
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Take it in vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain |
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Lightning bolts hit your body, you thought it rained |
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Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that I write |
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Strong enough to stand in front of a traveling freight train |
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Are you trained, to go against Dracula? |
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Dragging the record industry by my fangs |
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AK clips, money clips and gold chains |
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You walk around with a P-90 like it's the 90s |
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Bullet to your temple, you're homicidal, remind me, that |
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Compton Crip niggas ain't nothing to **** with |
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Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to **** with |
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Compton eses ain't nothing to **** with |
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But they **** with me, and bitch I love it |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop |
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Let's hit the county building, gotta cash my check |
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Spend it all on a forty-ounce to the neck |
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And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest |
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Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen Mazdas |
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I tell you mother****ers that life is full of hydraulics |
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Up and down, get a six-four, better know how to drive it |
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I'm driving on E with no license or registration |
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Heart racing, racing past Johnny because he's racist |
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1987, the children on Ronald Reagan |
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raked the leaves off your front porch with a machine blowtorch |
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really out here |
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really out |
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Newborn massacre, hopping out the passenger |
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with calendars, cause your day coming |
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Run him down and then he gun him down, I'm hoping that you fast enough |
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Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothing, because |
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Compton Crip niggas ain't nothing to **** with |
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Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to **** with |
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Compton eses ain't nothing to **** with |
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But they **** with me, and bitch I love it |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop |
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Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop |
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Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it? |
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Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there |
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When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win |
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I had the chopper and I tore they ass |
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Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it? |
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Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there |
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When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa |
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We really out here my nigga, you niggas don't understand my nigga |
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I'm off of pill and Remy Red my nigga, tripping my nigga |
