[Eazy-E; from the song "Switchez"]
1,2,3, and to the 4
Eazy muthaf**in' E
With the chrome to your dome
Cruisin' in my '64 rag top
I got a lot of juice
A lot of f**in' block
Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce
And I'm clownin'
Keep the gat in my lap
'Cause I'm fully strapped
For the car jackers
f** no hapsters, I pack a
Tech-9
Plus a AK-47
Send a one way ticket to my hell
Or maybe heaven, peep
n***a I don't sleep
Bury muthaf**as in the concrete
You try creep kinda slow in a Astro
But I peep you n***as out in my left window
So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo'
Yo, they call a muthaf**a John Doe
[Hook]
Compton
Lotta good, lotta pain
But one thing you're never gon' change
And n***a that's (Compton)
So let this sh** bang
And we don't give a f** what you claim
'Cause n***a this (Compton)
Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton)
Better pray for [?] (Compton)
Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton)
Better pray for [?] (Compton)
[AD]
C-O-M-P-T-O-N, had it wild in the streets
So let that sh** begin
Caught my first fade in the third grade
Mama tried to best raised by the herb game
For reals, it's real
Them clips load up
Then the pigs show up
Homies yellin' f** cops like Chris Donut
n***as get scared when Crips and 'rus roll up
Hit the wrong block in the hood
And get rolled up, wait hold up
[?] they set, we like "so what?"
You know why? It's 'cause you been straight talkin'
Then we got [?] up, so show us
If you 'bout that life
The judge givin' you 50 you ain't 'bout that, right
Long friends to the streets, got homies in penitentiaries
Been a real n***a since Caldwell Elementary
Real from this city, you other n***as pretend to be
So every time you mention Compton, n***a
Better mention me
[Hook]
Compton
Lotta good, lotta pain
But one thing you're never gon' change
And n***a that's (Compton)
So let this sh** bang
And we don't give a f** what you claim
'Cause n***a this (Compton)
Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton)
Better pray for [?] (Compton)
Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton)
Better pray for [?] (Compton)
[AD]
Straight like that
This the town
I eat, breathe, sleep this Compton sh**
No matter where you from
If you ain't real when I salute you
And only real ones gon' respect that (Compton)
Sent you down the Rosecrans
We gon' keep this sh** poppin' like the OGs used to
R.I.P.E. Compton
Kendrick, YG, Problem, [?], this Compton
[Hook]
Compton
Lotta good, lotta pain
But one thing you're never gon' change
And n***a that's (Compton)
So let this sh** bang
And we don't give a f** what you claim
'Cause n***a this (Compton)
Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton)
Better pray for [?] (Compton)
Every night, every day, tell 'em this (Compton)
Better pray for [?] (Compton)