Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 2 Filimoe

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

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

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

[JT the Figga]
But you can't with the rest of her friends
Cause you know I'm a boss and play cause she short on my ends
Make rounds the back of the Benz
With the {?} that kid with frog eyes the corners to bend
The things we go I'm beatin ya brains
Got homies next do' and I picked up the Game
While they knockin on the do' I get deep in ya
charge 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 to leave you broke ma
6 in the mornin, you on the sofa
Singin "Ain't No Nigga" like Foxy and Hova
I fuck 'em dogstyle Billys and Novas
With or without chaffeurs, I make 'em the both of us
You know it is, the gangster's back
And I my banger at where my chain hang at
I'm

- 2X