歌曲 | Raised in Compton |
歌手 | Compton's Most Wanted |
专辑 | Straight Checkn 'Em |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Allen, Manuel, MC Eiht, Tyler | |
Compton is the place that i touched down. | |
I opened my eyes to realise i was dark brown. | |
And right there in the ghetto that color costs. | |
Brothers smothered by the streets meaning we're lost. | |
I grew up in a place where it was go for your own. | |
Don't get caught after dark roaming the danger zone. | |
Cause it was hell at the age of 12 | |
As my compton black brothers were in and out of jail. | |
Years went on, i played with the school crap. | |
Made it half way, it didn't pay, so i said fuck that. | |
Cause right then it was the cash i was after. | |
The street had a beat so i was caught up in the rapture. | |
It said sell, sell, sell. | |
And after that it was jail, jail, jail. | |
I also kept a nine as my toy. | |
I was only 15, so boys will be boys. | |
So by 16 i was hip to the groove | |
And fucking any stupid black bitch that move. | |
And on top of that i was down for the hood. | |
If you from compton you know that the hood is where its good. | |
So load up the gatts and its down the avenue. | |
I'm kinda fucked up so i guess i'll kill a few | |
Punk niggas trying to scheme on my tip. | |
Geah i'm selling the cavi and i'm checkin a grip. | |
But now the high rolling days been cancelled. | |
Damn, they kidnapped my homie for ransom. | |
But thats an everyday thing thats what the news play. | |
One times cant do shit so why the fuck do you pay. | |
And this goes out to all those niggas that know whats popping. | |
Fool thats when your raised in compton. | |
Scratching: | |
[he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. | |
Either in jail, or someone would shoot him.]x2 | |
Drug wars, you got the pushers and the pimps | |
And to make things worse you got the bustas and the wimps. | |
Gank bitches trying to scheme on my money. | |
Sucker punks jack, now aint that funny. | |
But i'm a young nigga, with a respectable rep. | |
But my brothers gangbanging, i guess i'll follow in his footsteps. | |
Claiming a set, jacking a brother, | |
Beating a bitch, you diss the hood i'll put you 6 feet under. | |
Who gives a fuck if its wrong, no time for thinking. | |
Just think of the bud and the 8-ball drinking. | |
So now its time to show my loyalty. | |
Shoot up my enemy territory. | |
And my brothers got my back they wont trip. | |
And i'm in it to win it so i won't slip. | |
It was like we had a gangbang rally. | |
A thousand mutherfucking thuggish niggas in the alley. | |
So while we waited to peel a cap | |
The suckers crept, damn, shot me in the back. | |
So now i bail in a wheelchair, no more stomping. | |
Raised in compton. | |
Geah, y'knowutumsayin? | |
Mc eiht and compton's most wanted putting niggas to rest. | |
Side by each, y'knowutumsaying? putting em down. | |
Cause compton is the place with the base | |
And if you don't like it take 2 to the face. | |
Mc eiht, and i'm outta here. | |
Scratching: | |
[he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. | |
Either in jail, or someone would shoot him.]x2 |
zuo ci : Allen, Manuel, MC Eiht, Tyler | |
Compton is the place that i touched down. | |
I opened my eyes to realise i was dark brown. | |
And right there in the ghetto that color costs. | |
Brothers smothered by the streets meaning we' re lost. | |
I grew up in a place where it was go for your own. | |
Don' t get caught after dark roaming the danger zone. | |
Cause it was hell at the age of 12 | |
As my compton black brothers were in and out of jail. | |
Years went on, i played with the school crap. | |
Made it half way, it didn' t pay, so i said fuck that. | |
Cause right then it was the cash i was after. | |
The street had a beat so i was caught up in the rapture. | |
It said sell, sell, sell. | |
And after that it was jail, jail, jail. | |
I also kept a nine as my toy. | |
I was only 15, so boys will be boys. | |
So by 16 i was hip to the groove | |
And fucking any stupid black bitch that move. | |
And on top of that i was down for the hood. | |
If you from compton you know that the hood is where its good. | |
So load up the gatts and its down the avenue. | |
I' m kinda fucked up so i guess i' ll kill a few | |
Punk niggas trying to scheme on my tip. | |
Geah i' m selling the cavi and i' m checkin a grip. | |
But now the high rolling days been cancelled. | |
Damn, they kidnapped my homie for ransom. | |
But thats an everyday thing thats what the news play. | |
One times cant do shit so why the fuck do you pay. | |
And this goes out to all those niggas that know whats popping. | |
Fool thats when your raised in compton. | |
Scratching: | |
he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. | |
Either in jail, or someone would shoot him. x2 | |
Drug wars, you got the pushers and the pimps | |
And to make things worse you got the bustas and the wimps. | |
Gank bitches trying to scheme on my money. | |
Sucker punks jack, now aint that funny. | |
But i' m a young nigga, with a respectable rep. | |
But my brothers gangbanging, i guess i' ll follow in his footsteps. | |
Claiming a set, jacking a brother, | |
Beating a bitch, you diss the hood i' ll put you 6 feet under. | |
Who gives a fuck if its wrong, no time for thinking. | |
Just think of the bud and the 8ball drinking. | |
So now its time to show my loyalty. | |
Shoot up my enemy territory. | |
And my brothers got my back they wont trip. | |
And i' m in it to win it so i won' t slip. | |
It was like we had a gangbang rally. | |
A thousand mutherfucking thuggish niggas in the alley. | |
So while we waited to peel a cap | |
The suckers crept, damn, shot me in the back. | |
So now i bail in a wheelchair, no more stomping. | |
Raised in compton. | |
Geah, y' knowutumsayin? | |
Mc eiht and compton' s most wanted putting niggas to rest. | |
Side by each, y' knowutumsaying? putting em down. | |
Cause compton is the place with the base | |
And if you don' t like it take 2 to the face. | |
Mc eiht, and i' m outta here. | |
Scratching: | |
he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. | |
Either in jail, or someone would shoot him. x2 |
zuò cí : Allen, Manuel, MC Eiht, Tyler | |
Compton is the place that i touched down. | |
I opened my eyes to realise i was dark brown. | |
And right there in the ghetto that color costs. | |
Brothers smothered by the streets meaning we' re lost. | |
I grew up in a place where it was go for your own. | |
Don' t get caught after dark roaming the danger zone. | |
Cause it was hell at the age of 12 | |
As my compton black brothers were in and out of jail. | |
Years went on, i played with the school crap. | |
Made it half way, it didn' t pay, so i said fuck that. | |
Cause right then it was the cash i was after. | |
The street had a beat so i was caught up in the rapture. | |
It said sell, sell, sell. | |
And after that it was jail, jail, jail. | |
I also kept a nine as my toy. | |
I was only 15, so boys will be boys. | |
So by 16 i was hip to the groove | |
And fucking any stupid black bitch that move. | |
And on top of that i was down for the hood. | |
If you from compton you know that the hood is where its good. | |
So load up the gatts and its down the avenue. | |
I' m kinda fucked up so i guess i' ll kill a few | |
Punk niggas trying to scheme on my tip. | |
Geah i' m selling the cavi and i' m checkin a grip. | |
But now the high rolling days been cancelled. | |
Damn, they kidnapped my homie for ransom. | |
But thats an everyday thing thats what the news play. | |
One times cant do shit so why the fuck do you pay. | |
And this goes out to all those niggas that know whats popping. | |
Fool thats when your raised in compton. | |
Scratching: | |
he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. | |
Either in jail, or someone would shoot him. x2 | |
Drug wars, you got the pushers and the pimps | |
And to make things worse you got the bustas and the wimps. | |
Gank bitches trying to scheme on my money. | |
Sucker punks jack, now aint that funny. | |
But i' m a young nigga, with a respectable rep. | |
But my brothers gangbanging, i guess i' ll follow in his footsteps. | |
Claiming a set, jacking a brother, | |
Beating a bitch, you diss the hood i' ll put you 6 feet under. | |
Who gives a fuck if its wrong, no time for thinking. | |
Just think of the bud and the 8ball drinking. | |
So now its time to show my loyalty. | |
Shoot up my enemy territory. | |
And my brothers got my back they wont trip. | |
And i' m in it to win it so i won' t slip. | |
It was like we had a gangbang rally. | |
A thousand mutherfucking thuggish niggas in the alley. | |
So while we waited to peel a cap | |
The suckers crept, damn, shot me in the back. | |
So now i bail in a wheelchair, no more stomping. | |
Raised in compton. | |
Geah, y' knowutumsayin? | |
Mc eiht and compton' s most wanted putting niggas to rest. | |
Side by each, y' knowutumsaying? putting em down. | |
Cause compton is the place with the base | |
And if you don' t like it take 2 to the face. | |
Mc eiht, and i' m outta here. | |
Scratching: | |
he would grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum.. | |
Either in jail, or someone would shoot him. x2 |