Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 2 Fillmoe

Compton to Fillmore here we go
In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. 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. they pop

can't cop what the bricks'll cost
But we stay in the lane to maintain in the 6 to
Leather gloves with the to toss
But the money was made from conversation had to clip the

Smash at the V.I.P.
Street smarts is for young niggaz in the CX-3
Drop Jag the price to pay
'Cause the bags was heavy my chain like a ice capade

Got the feds lookin' twice way
'Cause we shuffle the P's in different that the [unverified] name
to Fillmoe man the game is real
When you turn 15 get your steel

Whole squad 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 flee

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. havin' problems, the Bay we pop collars

Compton to Fillmore we go again
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

I got guns, guns, guns, guns, guns all over the
We in V.I.P. strapped, security know
25 deep, guns up the throwback
That new R. Kelly shit sound like Bobby

Black Wall Street in HURR, nigga where the at
We got sour diesel, three of Hypnotiq
And more than the Nickerson Projects
don't want beef with me
'Cause know they gotta pay for talkin' shit but the sheets is free

And ain't nuttin' to shoot the up
You don't want in this motherfucker throw them dubs up
got the wrists on chill
And N.W.A. chain like the memory of Ill Will
Relax your mind and let your drawers feel
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. havin' problems, the Bay we pop collars

Compton to here we go again
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

But you can't come the rest of her friends
you know I'm a boss and won't play cause she short on my ends
Make rounds the back of the Benz
With the that kid with frog eyes with the corners to bend

The we go through I'm beatin' ya brains
Got homies next do' and I picked up the Game
While they knockin' on the do' I get in ya dame
charge you a G just for speakin' my name

I'm not eatin' chocha or payin' for the coach ma
I'm a pimp 50, the nigga to leave you broke ma
6 in the mornin', you stretchin' on the
Singin', "Ain't No Nigga" like Foxy and Hova

I fuck 'em dogstyle with Billys and
or without chaffeurs, I make 'em fuck the both of us
You know what it is, the back
And I keep my banger at where my chain at
I'm

Compton to here we go again
In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. can't 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. pop hollows
Compton to Fillmore we go again
In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. pop bottles

Compton to Fillmore we go again
In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. can't bang
Compton to Fillmore we go again
In L.A. havin' problems, the Bay we pop collars

to Fillmore here we go again
In the Bay we pop hollows, L.A. pop hollows
to Fillmore here we go again
In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. they pop