Compton to Fillmore we go again In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they bang Compton to here we go again In L.A. they problems, the Bay we pop collars
to Fillmore here 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. pop bottles
They can't cop what the 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
down at the V.I.P. Street smarts is crucial for young niggaz in the Jag with the price to pay 'Cause the bags was heavy my swangin' like a ice capade
Got the feds twice this way 'Cause we shuffle the P's in places that the [unverified] name Compton to man the game is real When you turn 15 get your steel
Whole squad been trained to kill, we And switch to get rich now we the meals Hard got cakes for 3 When havin' a bundle we break bread for the safe and flee nigga
to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they bang to Fillmore here we go again In L.A. havin' problems, the Bay we pop collars
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. they pop
I got guns, guns, guns, guns, guns all 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 Street in HURR, nigga where the hoes at We got sour diesel, three cases of And more guns the Nickerson Projects Niggaz don't beef with me 'Cause know they gotta pay for talkin' shit but the sheets is free
And nuttin' to shoot the club up You don't drama in this motherfucker throw them dubs up Jacob got the wrists on And N.W.A. chain glow like the memory of Ill Relax your mind and let drawers feel free now rollin' to the sound of the Game and JT
Compton to Fillmore here we go In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they can't to Fillmore here we go again In L.A. they havin' problems, the Bay we pop
to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay we pop hollows, L.A. they pop Compton to here we go again In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. pop bottles
But you can't come with the of her friends Cause you know I'm a boss and won't cause she short on my ends Make rounds from the back of the With the that kid with frog eyes with the corners to bend
The things we go through I'm ya brains Got some homies next do' and I picked up the While they on the do' I get deep in ya dame Gotta you a G just for speakin' my name
I'm not eatin' your or payin' for the coach ma I'm a pimp like 50, the nigga to leave you ma 6 in the mornin', you stretchin' on the Singin', "Ain't No Nigga" like Brown and Hova
I fuck 'em 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 banger at my chain hang at I'm
Compton to Fillmore we go again In the Bay, our hang, L.A. they can't bang to Fillmore here we go again In L.A. they problems, the Bay we pop collars
to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay we pop hollows, L.A. pop hollows Compton to Fillmore here we go In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. pop bottles
Compton to Fillmore here we go In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they can't Compton to Fillmore here we go In L.A. havin' 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. pop bottles