Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 2 Filimoe

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

[JT the Bigga
can't cop what the bricks'll cost
But we stay in the to maintain in the 6 to floss
Leather gloves the tips to toss
But the money was from conversation had to clip the boss
Smash at the V.I.P.
Street smarts is 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 twice this way
we shuffle the P's in different places that the {?} name
Compton to Fillmoe man the game is
you turn 15 get your stainless steel
Whole squad trained to kill, we official
And to get rich now we after the meals
Hard times got for 3
When it's havin a bundle we break for the safe and flee nigga

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

[JT the Bigga
But you come with the rest of her friends
Cause you I'm a boss and won't play cause she short on my ends
Make from the back of the Benz
With the {?} that kid with frog with the corners to bend
The things we go I'm beatin ya brains
Got some homies do' and I picked up the Game
While knockin on the do' I get deep in ya dame
Gotta charge you a G for speakin my name

Game]
I'm not eatin your chocha or for the coach ma
I'm a pimp like 50, the nigga to leave you ma
6 in the mornin, you on the sofa
"Ain't No Nigga" like Foxy Brown and Hova
I fuck 'em dogstyle with Billys and
With or chaffeurs, I make 'em fuck the both of us
You what it is, the gangster's back
And I keep my at where my chain hang at
I'm

- 2X