King Tee - 2 G's From Compton lyrics

Say what Tell me somethin Where the gangstas at? Where the hustlers at? [ King T ] Now relax your mind cause all the drinks is free And get down with the sound of K-i-n-g And MC Ren, I bet you're like, "Where them n***as been?" The backstreets of Compton checkin ends Original residents, I'm off Caldwell and Kemp About a hoe short from a pimp With the gangsta walk limp I tossed up the hat by the Raiders Now I'm crocodile and alligator Tryin to get my paper, man, they say King T was (? ) The alcoholic funk from Tha Liks, bust this From Alondra to the top block of Central I'm known for crackin n***as' dental Loc, I'm like mental, my attitude starts to get mean Now Ren's (? ) with the King What we gon' sing? Some old gangsta spiritual theme Hell naw, lyrics gotta cling [ MC Ren ] n***as be lovin em Compton n***as, put the West Coast on the map Now every b**h n***a and they mama tryin to rap Go check the Real n***a tree from the CPT You got them n***az 4 Life and that muthaf**a King T The Villain be down with the King like Joey Simmons n***as in Compton'll make your a** see sparks like Robin Givens Or you can go for a ride in a trunk While I'm hangin with the King while he's sittin on a tow-truck My big dick still live in khakis since day one I got a gang of n***a sh**, go and play one My n***a still Tha Coolest, now we makin pussies hot If you ain't from Compton, n***a gotta shake the spot Got a big f**in pot for me to piss in Cause all the bomb sh** a n***a make, hoes listen n***a, f** shows, I don't have to be seen You makin demos, I'ma make that cream [ CHORUS: both ] Watch the gangsta boogie, watch the hustlers get paid And watch all these freaks get played Two gees from Compton, originals from back in the days Lowridin 64's and rag treys [ MC Ren ] n***as in the streets bump my sh** in parking lots While they f**in in backseats from Riverside to Watts Me and the King, n***a, ain't nothin nice n***as Hollywood, turnin into hoes like Heidi Fleiss bu*t-naked like they hot from some sherm Kissin groupie-b**hes with a mouth full of s**m While Ren help the King lay claim to a city Cause n***as tryin to rule sound sh**ty I'm dedicatin this to Compton n***as inside Y'all can bump this when you n***as wanna ride You n***as ain't knowin I got vaxines for wackness n***as close by that make yo a** fade to blackness So n***a, the Villain be droppin sh** like this and I slide I got my b**h, the King's on my side It shouldn't have to be like that But it's where you're from, not where you're at [ King T ] Another heartless attack, there's a cool locomotive on the track Cavi vocab by the batch, I serve it like crack What, they huddle up for the double up, Bombay I do this sh** all day What the dizzneal, these fiends who stressin They think I'm from the Westside with no connections I run it in perfection, protection be the Tec-9 fully Kick rocks or get popped by the bully The Aftermath terror begins soon as I grace the throne Don't f** with the microphone, leave it alone Man, check this six-foot gangsta baritone spark From (? ) down to Kelly Park It's respected, we keep the dancefloors hectic (here it is) I know it's not what you expected (but it's square biz) Locs from Hub City, Capone and Frank Nitty Gets down with a brand-new Compton sound [ CHORUS ]