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DJ Official - Compton lyrics

[Eazy-E; from the song "Switchez"] 1,2,3, and to the 4 Eazy muthaf**in' E With the chrome to your dome Cruisin' in my '64 rag top I got a lot of juice A lot of f**in' block Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin' More bounce to the ounce And I'm clownin' Keep the gat in my lap 'Cause I'm fully strapped For the car jackers f** no hapsters, I pack a Tech-9 Plus a AK-47 Send a one way ticket to my hell Or maybe heaven, peep n***a I don't sleep Bury muthaf**as in the concrete You try creep kinda slow in a Astro But I peep you n***as out in my left window So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo' Yo, they call a muthaf**a John Doe [Hook] Compton Lotta good, lotta pain But one thing you're never gon' change And n***a that's (Compton) So let this sh** bang And we don't give a f** what you claim 'Cause n***a this (Compton) Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton) Better pray for [?] (Compton) Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton) Better pray for [?] (Compton) [AD] C-O-M-P-T-O-N, had it wild in the streets So let that sh** begin Caught my first fade in the third grade Mama tried to best raised by the herb game For reals, it's real Them clips load up Then the pigs show up Homies yellin' f** cops like Chris Donut n***as get scared when Crips and 'rus roll up Hit the wrong block in the hood And get rolled up, wait hold up [?] they set, we like "so what?" You know why? It's 'cause you been straight talkin' Then we got [?] up, so show us If you 'bout that life The judge givin' you 50 you ain't 'bout that, right Long friends to the streets, got homies in penitentiaries Been a real n***a since Caldwell Elementary Real from this city, you other n***as pretend to be So every time you mention Compton, n***a Better mention me [Hook] Compton Lotta good, lotta pain But one thing you're never gon' change And n***a that's (Compton) So let this sh** bang And we don't give a f** what you claim 'Cause n***a this (Compton) Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton) Better pray for [?] (Compton) Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton) Better pray for [?] (Compton) [AD] Straight like that This the town I eat, breathe, sleep this Compton sh** No matter where you from If you ain't real when I salute you And only real ones gon' respect that (Compton) Sent you down the Rosecrans We gon' keep this sh** poppin' like the OGs used to R.I.P.E. Compton Kendrick, YG, Problem, [?], this Compton [Hook] Compton Lotta good, lotta pain But one thing you're never gon' change And n***a that's (Compton) So let this sh** bang And we don't give a f** what you claim 'Cause n***a this (Compton) Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton) Better pray for [?] (Compton) Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton) Better pray for [?] (Compton)