Compton to Fillmore here we go In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they bang Compton to Fillmore we go again In L.A. they havin' problems, the Bay we pop
Compton to 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
can't cop what the bricks'll cost But we stay in the lane to maintain in the 6 to Leather with the tips to toss But the money was made from conversation had to the boss
down at the V.I.P. Street smarts is crucial for niggaz in the CX-3 Drop Jag the price to pay 'Cause the was heavy my chain swangin' like a ice capade
Got the feds lookin' this way we shuffle the P's in different places that the [unverified] name Compton to man the game is real When you turn 15 get stainless steel
Whole been trained to kill, we official And switch to get now we after the meals times got cakes for 3 When havin' a bundle we break bread for the safe and flee nigga
Compton to Fillmore here we go In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. can't bang Compton to here 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. they pop
I got guns, guns, guns, guns, all over the club We in V.I.P. strapped, know that 25 deep, guns up the throwback That new R. Kelly shit like Bobby Womack
Black Wall Street in HURR, nigga the hoes at We got sour diesel, three of Hypnotiq And more than the Nickerson Projects Niggaz want beef with me 'Cause they know they gotta pay for talkin' shit but the is free
And nuttin' to shoot the club up You don't want drama in this motherfucker throw them up Jacob got the wrists on And N.W.A. chain glow like the memory of Ill your mind and let your drawers feel free You're now rollin' to the of the Game and JT
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 here we go In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. pop bottles
But you can't with the rest of her friends Cause you know I'm a boss and won't play cause she on my ends rounds from the back of the Benz With the that kid with frog eyes with the corners to bend
The things we go through I'm ya brains Got some homies do' and I picked up the Game While they knockin' on the do' I get deep in ya Gotta charge you a G just for speakin' my
I'm not your 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 Brown and Hova
I fuck 'em with Billys and Novas With or without chaffeurs, I make 'em fuck the of us You what it is, the gangster's back And I keep my banger at my chain hang at I'm
Compton to Fillmore here we go In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they bang Compton to Fillmore here we go In L.A. they havin' problems, the Bay we pop
to Fillmore here 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. they pop
Compton to Fillmore here we go In the Bay, our hang, L.A. they can't bang Compton to Fillmore here we go 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 to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. pop bottles