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Streets Of Compton
- (Starts in 0:09)
- IEazyEI: Ayo Johnny, Kick that shit.
- [Hook]
- Another, day another drive by in the place I call home
- A lot of ass kickin's and pistol whippin's up to the dome
- You got the East and West side, where the 9's be poppin'
- It all goes down on the mothafuckin' Streets of Compton.
- [Verse 1]
- I'm steady Cruisin' down the West of the CPT
- I got the broke niggas and bitches starin at me
- Stopped at the store and bought myself an Ol ‘E
- Just thinkin' about how my life could turn out to be
- Shit is goin' down up the block, I start hearin' some shots
- Crooked ass cops up the spot, one of them gets popped
- A week later, I’m busy on my daily routine, slangin' the dope
- A few minutes later, I spot 2 cops tryna scope
- I ask em, “What’s the problem?”, the pigs suddenly get suspicious
- They get out the car the next minute, as if they could predict it
- They took 5 steps, dumb ass threats is what they spoke
- Got sick of their shit, aimed for their chests, now they’re smoked.
- [Hook]
- Another day, another drive by in the place I call home
- A lot of ass kickin's and pistol whippin's up to the dome
- You got the East and West side, where the 9's be poppin'
- It all goes down on the mothafuckin', Streets of Compton
- [Verse 2]
- Now after I killed two of the punk ass cops
- I dipped down the sidewalk, back to the Eastside, with my rocks
- Once I arrived past the spot, I was greeted by Mat and the homies
- Cuz on my side of the Comp town, everyone quite knows me
- A light skinned bitch, stepped outside of her crib
- Then she told me, "Hi, Eazy, would you like to come in?"
- About 10 minutes or so later, I'm stickin' my dick in her ass
- In and out I went, over and over, until bullets hit the glass
- Turns out it's her nigga, he's got a 9 millimeter
- I got down real quick and, grabbed my mothafuckin' heater
- The bitch got hit and killed, for standin' up and yellin
- So then I jumped out the spot, and pulled a 187
- Now the nigga is layin' dead face down, dead on the floor
- I got into the garage, and jacked a blue 64'
- I went down to the Crib, then added another car to the collection
- Then headed in the house to, hang up the Smith N' Wesson.
- [Hook]
- Another day, another drive by in the place I call home
- A lot of ass kickin's and pistol whippin's up to the dome
- You got the East and West side, where the 9's be poppin'
- It all goes down on the Mothafuckin' Streets of Compton, BITCH.
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