Welcome 2 Compton City

My six-fo's primed to hit the boulevard

Got moves on guard, breakin' thru every yard

My boys are lurkin' at the corner ahead

Their moves are straight, it ain't need to be said

Beside the straps, my deuce-deuce in play

y'all the niggas are my brothas and compton's my base

 

niggas who diss my crew, they cross the wrong line

ain't fine, so bye, bye, i fuck you, be a g or a dime bitch

They want respect like they MJ in his prime

Crack fiends plottin' to swipe my shine

but they trip on my eyes opened all the time

dollaz signs, pockets bigger

Holla rhymes that rock that niggas

 

Flippin' signals, callin' out the rivals

Load my 44 colt and my assault rifle

hit the lick like o-dog did

jack the trick cuz i'm pro hog wit

Bodies drop while bullets fly in endless replay

while triggers pull in the cycle's way, every single day

 

compton city, even the fools are tough

RIP Tim dog, Could've thrown sum' love

the " fuck compton " track made them hate you

Yo' lines unleashed backlash, showed who stands true

but now i just wanna say i luv compton

here's i wanna stay, who luvs too, say somethin'