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I'm Compton where them guns bust, watch Poppa George pop
Cats tellin' jokes at them car games seen big face
Handle the rock like Nate Archibald, what? This only sixteen
And I wanted to be, just like him middle school

Any nigga with a chip on his shoulder, nigga?
You want with me? Now I let the heat speak for me
No more talkin', just outline
Nigga witta attitude birth, 100 Miles and Running

bustin' shots like fuck the cops
Notorious for burnin' blocks, in and out of traffic and chop
Game the young Robin of the block
Steal from the rich, give to the poor, niggaz rock

Second comin' of this black Hitchcock
in the door wavin' the four-four
Ten to your spleen
Let violins sing

Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in game
Young'uns runnin' 'caine
Rain so we floodin' the game
you come to Compton respect the grounds, leave you shook man
(And I good, from Compton to Brooklyn)

Hey yo I don't give a fuck who you are, ya ice
Fuck the block you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure
(Dead is all I represent)
('Til y'all met me niggaz ain't met gangsta yet)

Fast cars, and muscle, the hustle I was brought up in the 80's
Gangbangin', dope traffic, shit get
where niggaz grow up hard like dicks raised
Them guns like nicks players, we got mouths to feed

'Til they put flowers on me, kiss my cold cheek
In that pine box, I'm buyin' rocks, eyein'
a cell block, the young kid makin' it happen
Who you think got fiends runnin' back like Bo Jackson?

I'm a gangsta, what could I say?
I'm ahead of myself it's Y4K
2Pac, Scarface, N.W.A.
me how to dodge them bullets, keep my wig in play

Keep fo' snug in the waist or pay a thousand to 'em
in the street move faster than, Michael Jackson's album
But the shit really matter to me, we get better G
Bet the four slow 'em down PCP

Yo, I'm a ghetto nigga stuck in this game
Young'uns runnin' 'caine
Rain hits so we the game
you come to Compton respect the grounds, leave you shook man
(And I look good, from to Brooklyn)

Hey yo I don't give a fuck who you are, ya ice
Fuck the block you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure
(Dead is all I represent)
('Til y'all met me y'all ain't met gangsta yet)

Real gangsters never talk shit, they business
Fuck the dry snitchin' and bitchin', niggaz die them bullets fly
Who with him, ha? Not a nigga alive
End up dead in 5

He got no sympathy for dead guys, friend or foe
Watch chest cave in, what that vest savin'?
Make it for the autopsy, leave my enemies in a frenzy
On the front lines a 9

a new chapter, my own niggaz plottin' on me
Tryin' to hit me but they get me
Feel the first fuckin' with my dough, is the worst way to go
Y'all know, cry when them bullets burn slow dummy

In and out of watchin' my money
If one dollar come up missin' start to come up missin'
No one too for the expedition, piss on your corpse
Watch your shiver, throw him in the river, bitch nigga

Yo, I'm a ghetto nigga stuck in this game
Young'uns with 'caine
Rain so we floodin the game
When you come to Compton the grounds, leave you shook man
(And I look good, from to Brooklyn)

Hey yo I give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice
Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Azure
(Dead is all I represent)
('Til met me y'all niggaz ain't met gangsta yet)