DJ Slip - Raised in Compton lyrics

Compton is the place that I touched down I opened my eyes to realise I was dark brown And right there in the ghetto that color costs Brothers smothered by the streets meaning we're lost I grew up in a place where it was go for your own Don't get caught after dark roaming the danger zone Cause it was hell at the age of 12 As my Compton black brothers were in and out of jail Years went on, I played with the school crap Made it half way, it didn't pay, so I said f** that Cause right then it was the cash I was after The street had a beat so I was caught up in the rapture It said sell, sell, sell And after that it was jail, jail, jail I also kept a nine as my toy I was only 15, so boys will be boys So by 16 I was hip to the groove And f**ing any stupid black b**h that move And on top of that I was down for the hood If you from Compton you know that the hood is where its good So load up the gatts and its down the avenue I'm kinda f**ed up so I guess I'll k** a few Punk n***as trying to scheme on my tip Geah I'm selling the cavi and I'm checkin a grip But now the high rolling days been cancelled Damn, they kidnapped my homie for ransom But thats an everyday thing thats what the news play One times can't do sh** so why the f** do you pay And this goes out to all those n***as that know whats popping Fool thats when your raised in Compton Scratching: [he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. Either in jail, or someone would shoot him.]X2 Drug wars, you got the pushers and the pimps And to make things worse you got the bustas and the wimps Gank b**hes trying to scheme on my money s**er punks jack, now ain't that funny But I'm a young n***a, with a respectable rep But my brothers g**ning, I guess I'll follow in his footsteps Claiming a set, jacking a brother Beating a b**h, you diss the hood I'll put you 6 feet under Who gives a f** if its wrong, no time for thinking Just think of the bud and the 8-ball drinking So now its time to show my loyalty Shoot up my enemy territory And my brothers got my back they won't trip And I'm in it to win it so I won't slip It was like we had a g**n rally A thousand mutherf**ing thuggish n***as in the alley So while we waited to peel a cap The s**ers crept, damn, shot me in the back So now I bail in a wheelchair, no more stomping Raised in Compton Geah, y'knowutumsayin? MC Eiht and Compton's Most Wanted putting n***as to rest Side by each, y'knowutumsaying? Putting em down Cause Compton is the place with the base And if you don't like it take 2 to the face MC Eiht, and I'm outta here Scratching: [he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. Either in jail, or someone would shoot him.]X2