Compton ft. Dr. Dre (Prod. by Just Blaze) Lyrics
| Song | Compton ft. Dr. Dre (Prod. by Just Blaze) |
| Artist | Kendrick Lamar |
| Album | King Of New York |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1: Kendrick] | |
| Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar | |
| This is King Kendrick Lamar | |
| King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw | |
| Fix your lenses forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it | |
| Pretend it's a massacre and the masses upon us | |
| And I mastered being the master at dodging your honor | |
| And the chapter that read at 25 I would live dormant like five in the morning | |
| They raid your spot while Kendrick's performing | |
| And if they take everything, know I got | |
| [Hook] | |
| Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine | |
| Ay, Dre what's happening wit' it my ****** | |
| [Verse 2: Dre] | |
| Still I'm at it, peel the plastic off it, you can feel the magic | |
| Still I'm laughing at the critics talking, I can see 'em gagging | |
| When I'm back in the back of my city, back in the 'bach | |
| With a batch of them banging Dre Beats with me, look where I'm at | |
| It's the murder cap' and I'm captain at birthing this gangsta rap | |
| It's a wrap when I'm done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month | |
| To a hundred mil' in a day, ************ I'm from | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3: Kendrick] | |
| So come and visit the tire screeching, ambulance, policeman | |
| Won't you spend a weekend on Rosecrans ****** | |
| Khaki creasing, crime increasing on Rosecrans ****** | |
| Kendrick Conan ****** | |
| Where you sword at, hand on the cross and swore that | |
| I do it big as Rasputia for them shooters | |
| Kama Sutra scream ****** your position and make you hold that | |
| I'm trying to stay grounded like four flats | |
| But I know flats and Piru Crip tats | |
| [Bridge] | |
| Will swarm on me like a beehive | |
| Hop in the G ride | |
| From the West to the East side | |
| Know that's just how Compton roll | |
| [Verse 4: Dre + Kendrick] | |
| And that's a given | |
| I pass the blunt then pass the torch of course that's my decision | |
| I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes | |
| I must report that we import the narcotics you bought it | |
| (Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business | |
| I blow up every time we throw up a record | |
| Depending on what you expecting, I'm sure it's bigger than your religion | |
| Perfected by ******s that manifested music to live in) | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 5: Dre] | |
| So tell that gangster throw his set high | |
| Roll it up in a blunt, I'mma take you on the next high | |
| I did exactly what I wanted that's what made them checks fly | |
| In my direction, you never questioned when I said I | |
| Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye | |
| Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive | |
| A Lambo in heaven but for now I'm on the redeye | |
| Flying back to my city cuz I'll forever standby | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 6: Kendrick] | |
| Now we can all celebrate | |
| We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA | |
| America target our rap market, it's controversy and hate | |
| Harsh realities we in made our music translate | |
| To the coke dealers, the hood rich, and the broke ******s that play | |
| With them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay | |
| Roll that kush, crack that case, ten bottles of rosé | |
| This was brought to you by Dre | |
| Now every mother****** in here say: | |
| "Look who's responsible for taking Compton international | |
| I make 'em holla" | |
| [Outro] | |
| Ayo Just Blaze, good looking homie | |
| Just Blaze | |
| Ain't no city quite like mine, yeah | |
| In the city of Compton | |
| Ain't no city quite like mine | |
| [Skit] |
| Verse 1: Kendrick | |
| Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar | |
| This is King Kendrick Lamar | |
| King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw | |
| Fix your lenses forensics would' ve told you Kendrick had killed it | |
| Pretend it' s a massacre and the masses upon us | |
| And I mastered being the master at dodging your honor | |
| And the chapter that read at 25 I would live dormant like five in the morning | |
| They raid your spot while Kendrick' s performing | |
| And if they take everything, know I got | |
| Hook | |
| Compton, Compton, ain' t no city quite like mine | |
| Ay, Dre what' s happening wit' it my | |
| Verse 2: Dre | |
| Still I' m at it, peel the plastic off it, you can feel the magic | |
| Still I' m laughing at the critics talking, I can see ' em gagging | |
| When I' m back in the back of my city, back in the ' bach | |
| With a batch of them banging Dre Beats with me, look where I' m at | |
| It' s the murder cap' and I' m captain at birthing this gangsta rap | |
| It' s a wrap when I' m done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month | |
| To a hundred mil' in a day, I' m from | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Kendrick | |
| So come and visit the tire screeching, ambulance, policeman | |
| Won' t you spend a weekend on Rosecrans | |
| Khaki creasing, crime increasing on Rosecrans | |
| Kendrick Conan | |
| Where you sword at, hand on the cross and swore that | |
| I do it big as Rasputia for them shooters | |
| Kama Sutra scream your position and make you hold that | |
| I' m trying to stay grounded like four flats | |
| But I know flats and Piru Crip tats | |
| Bridge | |
| Will swarm on me like a beehive | |
| Hop in the G ride | |
| From the West to the East side | |
| Know that' s just how Compton roll | |
| Verse 4: Dre Kendrick | |
| And that' s a given | |
| I pass the blunt then pass the torch of course that' s my decision | |
| I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes | |
| I must report that we import the narcotics you bought it | |
| Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business | |
| I blow up every time we throw up a record | |
| Depending on what you expecting, I' m sure it' s bigger than your religion | |
| Perfected by s that manifested music to live in | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 5: Dre | |
| So tell that gangster throw his set high | |
| Roll it up in a blunt, I' mma take you on the next high | |
| I did exactly what I wanted that' s what made them checks fly | |
| In my direction, you never questioned when I said I | |
| Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Lefteye | |
| Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive | |
| A Lambo in heaven but for now I' m on the redeye | |
| Flying back to my city cuz I' ll forever standby | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 6: Kendrick | |
| Now we can all celebrate | |
| We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA | |
| America target our rap market, it' s controversy and hate | |
| Harsh realities we in made our music translate | |
| To the coke dealers, the hood rich, and the broke s that play | |
| With them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay | |
| Roll that kush, crack that case, ten bottles of rose | |
| This was brought to you by Dre | |
| Now every mother in here say: | |
| " Look who' s responsible for taking Compton international | |
| I make ' em holla" | |
| Outro | |
| Ayo Just Blaze, good looking homie | |
| Just Blaze | |
| Ain' t no city quite like mine, yeah | |
| In the city of Compton | |
| Ain' t no city quite like mine | |
| Skit |
| Verse 1: Kendrick | |
| Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar | |
| This is King Kendrick Lamar | |
| King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw | |
| Fix your lenses forensics would' ve told you Kendrick had killed it | |
| Pretend it' s a massacre and the masses upon us | |
| And I mastered being the master at dodging your honor | |
| And the chapter that read at 25 I would live dormant like five in the morning | |
| They raid your spot while Kendrick' s performing | |
| And if they take everything, know I got | |
| Hook | |
| Compton, Compton, ain' t no city quite like mine | |
| Ay, Dre what' s happening wit' it my | |
| Verse 2: Dre | |
| Still I' m at it, peel the plastic off it, you can feel the magic | |
| Still I' m laughing at the critics talking, I can see ' em gagging | |
| When I' m back in the back of my city, back in the ' bach | |
| With a batch of them banging Dre Beats with me, look where I' m at | |
| It' s the murder cap' and I' m captain at birthing this gangsta rap | |
| It' s a wrap when I' m done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month | |
| To a hundred mil' in a day, I' m from | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Kendrick | |
| So come and visit the tire screeching, ambulance, policeman | |
| Won' t you spend a weekend on Rosecrans | |
| Khaki creasing, crime increasing on Rosecrans | |
| Kendrick Conan | |
| Where you sword at, hand on the cross and swore that | |
| I do it big as Rasputia for them shooters | |
| Kama Sutra scream your position and make you hold that | |
| I' m trying to stay grounded like four flats | |
| But I know flats and Piru Crip tats | |
| Bridge | |
| Will swarm on me like a beehive | |
| Hop in the G ride | |
| From the West to the East side | |
| Know that' s just how Compton roll | |
| Verse 4: Dre Kendrick | |
| And that' s a given | |
| I pass the blunt then pass the torch of course that' s my decision | |
| I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes | |
| I must report that we import the narcotics you bought it | |
| Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business | |
| I blow up every time we throw up a record | |
| Depending on what you expecting, I' m sure it' s bigger than your religion | |
| Perfected by s that manifested music to live in | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 5: Dre | |
| So tell that gangster throw his set high | |
| Roll it up in a blunt, I' mma take you on the next high | |
| I did exactly what I wanted that' s what made them checks fly | |
| In my direction, you never questioned when I said I | |
| Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Lefteye | |
| Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive | |
| A Lambo in heaven but for now I' m on the redeye | |
| Flying back to my city cuz I' ll forever standby | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 6: Kendrick | |
| Now we can all celebrate | |
| We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA | |
| America target our rap market, it' s controversy and hate | |
| Harsh realities we in made our music translate | |
| To the coke dealers, the hood rich, and the broke s that play | |
| With them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay | |
| Roll that kush, crack that case, ten bottles of rosé | |
| This was brought to you by Dre | |
| Now every mother in here say: | |
| " Look who' s responsible for taking Compton international | |
| I make ' em holla" | |
| Outro | |
| Ayo Just Blaze, good looking homie | |
| Just Blaze | |
| Ain' t no city quite like mine, yeah | |
| In the city of Compton | |
| Ain' t no city quite like mine | |
| Skit |
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