Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 2 Filimoe

[Chorus: The + JT]
Compton to Fillmore here we go
In the Bay, our hang, L.A. they can't bang
Compton to Fillmore we go again
In L.A. they havin problems, the Bay we pop
Compton to Fillmore here we go
In the Bay we pop hollows, L.A. they pop
Compton to Fillmore here we go
In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. pop bottles

[JT the Figga]
can't cop what the bricks'll cost
But we stay in the lane to maintain in the 6 to
Leather gloves the tips to toss
But the money was made from had to clip the boss
Smash at the V.I.P.
Street is crucial for young niggaz in the CX-3
Drop Jag with the to pay
Cause the bags was heavy my chain like a ice capade
Got the feds lookin this way
Cause we shuffle the P's in different places the {?} name
to Fillmoe man the game is real
When you turn 15 get stainless steel
squad been trained to kill, we official
And switch to get rich now we the meals
Hard times got for 3
When it's havin a bundle we break bread for the safe and flee

[The
I got guns, guns, guns,
all over the club
We in V.I.P. strapped, security that
25 deep, up under the throwback
That new R. Kelly shit sound like Womack
Black Wall Street in HURR, where the hoes at
We got sour diesel, three of Hypnotiq
And more guns than the Nickerson
Niggaz don't want beef me
Cause they know gotta pay for talkin shit but the sheets is free
And ain't nuttin to the club up
You don't want drama in this throw them dubs up
Jacob got the wrists on
And N.W.A. glow like the memory of Ill Will
Relax your mind and let your drawers free
now rollin to the sound of the Game and JT

[JT the Figga]
But you can't come with the rest of her
Cause you know I'm a boss and won't play she short on my ends
Make rounds from the of the Benz
With the {?} kid with frog eyes with the corners to bend
The things we go through I'm ya brains
Got some next do' and I picked up the Game
While they knockin on the do' I get in ya dame
Gotta you a G just for speakin my name

[The
I'm not eatin chocha or payin for the coach ma
I'm a pimp like 50, the nigga to you broke ma
6 in the mornin, you on the sofa
Singin "Ain't No Nigga" Foxy Brown and Hova
I 'em dogstyle with Billys and Novas
With or without chaffeurs, I 'em fuck the both of us
You know it is, the gangster's back
And I keep my at where my chain hang at
I'm

- 2X