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I remember days on Crenshaw, take a Beamer
Hit the hood, take his off
Then hit that block, let him hear Pac
That shit don't
Soo woo, new coupe, through the west
New Benz, top down, new rims, new bitch throwin' up P's, whoo

Compton ain't never gon' be the same
in my blood, you see my veins
You see my tats, you feel my
You in my hood? You a gang
You got 2 seconds to where you from, or you gon' see your brains
Now you slumped I see your change

Nigga we got canals, shelves, niggas tried, niggas that died
Niggas that fell well, off in jail cell
Shit, we got niggas full clips
That'll dip through you set and like "Hell Rell"
No like the peace price
Get caught up in the middle of the street at the light, you fuckin' pie
of your forehead nigga, that's where the beam lie
(You be ok) Cause I done God

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin'
2Pac in heaven, bumpin' "Dead Wrong"
red Impala, Bobble head red bone
I just killed a nigga on my
Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head
G-Man in heaven, name on that
LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs
I just a nigga on my cellphone
that

Playin' chronic, blazin' chronic the windows tinted
those that don't cut the checks, the ones in yo' business
Rappers sendin' death threats but still sent no killers
You take a away squeeze myself, can't depend on niggas
Shit on niggas check the and you'll see
That I be droppin' jewels and you should take 'em a jewel thief
Wolves teeth is what I use to eat my fuckin' up with
to make the yayo flip now Game told me to lay your hits
Teamed up, the US just to let the name ring
Goin' home to shit up, I did the King James thing
Steak and lobster the gentleman, sit with a gangster posture
Blowin' all these fans, screamin' like it's Frank Sinatra
Made it out the South Bay village homies I prosper
But I don't owe you niggas shit, I'm supposed to thank my
Only for commas, got 'em in now raise the Llama
Hotter than a blazin' comet, fuckin' south moth

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin'
in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, head red bone
I killed a nigga on my cellphone
Puff vodka, weed got my head gone
in heaven, name on that headstone
LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs
I just killed a on my cellphone
that