Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 2 Filimoe

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

[JT the Bigga
They cop what the bricks'll cost
But we stay in the lane to in the 6 to floss
gloves with 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
Jag with the price to pay
Cause the bags was heavy my chain swangin like a ice
Got the feds twice this way
Cause we shuffle the P's in different places that the {?}
Compton to Fillmoe man the is real
you turn 15 get your stainless steel
Whole squad trained to kill, we official
And switch to get now we after the meals
Hard times got for 3
When it's havin a we break bread for the safe and flee nigga

[The
I got guns, guns, guns,
Guns all over the
We in V.I.P. strapped, security know
25 deep, up under the throwback
That new R. Kelly shit sound like Womack
Black Wall Street in HURR, nigga where the at
We got sour diesel, three of Hypnotiq
And more guns the Nickerson Projects
Niggaz don't want beef 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 want drama in motherfucker throw them dubs up
Jacob got the wrists on
And N.W.A. chain like the memory of Ill Will
Relax your mind and let your feel free
You're now rollin to the sound of the and JT

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

Game]
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" like Foxy and Hova
I fuck 'em dogstyle with and Novas
With or without chaffeurs, I make 'em 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