[00:00.70]We're far from good, not good from far
[00:03.95]Ninety miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
[00:07.14]with the top down screaming we don't give a ****
[00:10.51]Drink my forty ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
[00:13.89]cause the kids just ain't alright
[00:19.20]
[00:22.14]Oh shit nigga, something bout to happen
[00:26.77]Nigga, this shit, nigga, this sound like thirty ki's under the Compton court building
[00:30.83]Hope the dogs don't smell it
[00:32.21]Welcome to vigilante, eighties so don't you ask me
[00:34.58]I'm hungry, my body's antsy, I rip through your ****ing pantry
[00:37.40]Peeling off like a Xanny, examine my orchestra
[00:40.08]Granny said when I'm old enough, I'll be sure to be all I can be
[00:43.34]You niggas Marcus Camby, washed up
[00:45.72]Pussy fix your panties, I'm Mr. Marcus, you getting ****ed, uh
[00:48.66]You ain't heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane
[00:51.40]Take it in vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain
[00:54.53]Lightning bolts hit your body, you thought it rained
[00:57.53]Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that I write
[00:59.91]Strong enough to stand in front of a traveling freight train
[01:01.66]Are you trained, to go against Dracula?
[01:06.28]Dragging the record industry by my fangs
[01:07.72]AK clips, money clips and gold chains
[01:12.25]You walk around with a P-90 like it's the 90s
[01:14.50]Bullet to your temple, you're homicidal, remind me, that
[01:17.62]Compton Crip niggas ain't nothing to **** with
[01:20.14]Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to **** with
[01:23.09]Compton eses ain't nothing to **** with
[01:25.77]But they **** with me, and bitch I love it
[01:28.71]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[01:30.02]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
[01:34.21]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[01:37.15]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
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[01:40.90]Let's hit the county building, gotta cash my check
[01:43.15]Spend it all on a forty-ounce to the neck
[01:45.72]And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest
[01:48.52]Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen Mazdas
[01:51.40]I tell you mother****ers that life is full of hydraulics
[01:54.34]Up and down, get a six-four, better know how to drive it
[01:56.83]I'm driving on E with no license or registration
[01:59.71]Heart racing, racing past Johnny because he's racist
[02:03.14]1987, the children on Ronald Reagan
[02:05.72]raked the leaves off your front porch with a machine blowtorch
[02:08.21]really out here
[02:11.40]really out
[02:14.34]Newborn massacre, hopping out the passenger
[02:17.28]with calendars, cause your day coming
[02:19.52]Run him down and then he gun him down, I'm hoping that you fast enough
[02:22.91]Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothing, because
[02:26.26]Compton Crip niggas ain't nothing to **** with
[02:28.71]Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to **** with
[02:31.52]Compton eses ain't nothing to **** with
[02:34.34]But they **** with me, and bitch I love it
[02:37.21]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[02:39.65]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
[02:42.53]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[02:45.34]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
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[02:51.66]Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it?
[02:54.66]Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there
[02:57.16]When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win
[02:59.29]I had the chopper and I tore they ass
[03:02.91]Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it?
[03:05.54]Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there
[03:07.99]When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win, yeah, yeah, yeah
[03:10.87]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:14.31]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:15.49]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:17.18]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:23.24]We really out here my nigga, you niggas don't understand my nigga
[03:26.85]I'm off of pill and Remy Red my nigga, tripping my nigga