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Compton
I remember sleeping in cars on my block, nowhere to go
It was hard on my block, 134
We was all pushing rocks, get it and go
And we all run from cops when we had that dope
Yeah, it was me and Lil 8Ball, we grind hard
Sold my first 2P of weed nigga at Vanguard
It was stress, plus I stole it so it's all profit
In the set with my niggas, we was all about it
Had to keep a gun, know you never be without it
We learned that from Big 4 who taught us all about it
Now the year '22, so much shit changed
Money got larger, crew got smaller
I got a little older, you know I got smarter
I stay away from them hoes, they get you caught up
Thinking 'bout robbing Duck, give that thought up
My whole team be shooters like the Warriors
Snatch her while she's jogging, then murder your daughter
You just be talking, you ain't with that sparking
That lil green board be the only thing you chalking
And I be hawking with the bird's eye view
36 O's, split the bird with the crew
I'm off the juice and your main bitch love how I do
Rosecrans hang from them chains, nigga this Piru
I keep a troop and they all ready to aim and shoot
Stuff a nigga up in a box like a Porsche coupe
You think about him, that Draco gon' speak about it
Click-clack, bang-bang, only words gon' speak about it
Years ago my niggas told me I'ma be that nigga
That was years ago and I'm still here, that same nigga
A lil bigger and still a beast, a damn gorilla
Everybody know I'm a king, like Kong nigga
I spit nothing but fire shit, Godzilla
Come around here with your drip on, get umbrella
Covered up, smothered up, heat you up
Like you was beef and potatoes served for lunch
I'm all gravy in any prison or system placement
Most motherfuckers went S and Y for police safety
I'm on some killer shit right now since they all hate me
30 Rounds up in the stick, I told these bullets chase him
He said he wanna meet the Lord, I told these bullets take him
Now he on a one-way flight to the cemetery
And all my old hoes is walking dead, they been buried
Run up on you niggas with the mask on like Jim Carrey
I take the chain and every dollar you niggas carry
I snatch the gold up out your mouth, now I'm the tooth fairy
And I'm prepared for anything so don't dare me
Or you'll be the next motherfucker having a news segment
My niggas been bad, I'm talking that they Sinbad
Kill a motherfucker and hide him where they go fish at
You niggas chit-chat, but soon as you niggas think that
You could run up on me, the bullet go where you thought that
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Compton
Piru runs a long ways but they seem to think that this is the
Only street that uh, is causing all the confusion, you know
Compton, California
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