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From close range we official Cocaine, money and pistols Goddammit I got issues Can't be serious Alright now here we go Where my city at? F*ck with me, come on I know you're feelin' that F*ck with me, come on You know I'm really that F*ck with me, come on Come on, come on Don't even act like I ain't about my business Mothafucka come on! Come on, come on Full clip, ammunition You don't wanna deal with these fuckin' consequences Fuckboys should tighten up a whole lot I got some niggas with me down for runnin' up in your spot And these niggas got hatchets and ratchets Some of them lethals up under the mattress And matter of fact this is a chance to show my lifestyle out to the masses But chances are I might get another negative reaction They got my fraction but I fucks 'em up like battery acid Who gives a f*ck what you think, nigga? This is my passion Ride through the time, you know my name, you know my reputation You know what it is, I don't need to give no explanation When you say my fuckin' name, add exclamation Los Angeles king now, make your bitch bring crowns To me and Dre, you don't like it, you can lay Think I'm quiet cause I'm actin', but my bank account gon' say F*ck you! Respected from SoCal out to the Bay Cashed a lot of checks this mornin', guess today was a good day Now I lay me down And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town Good mornin' And the sleepers'll join the fallen But this is what the f*ck is up, doin' this for my city Comp-town, Hub, this my fuckin' committee Shout out to Dub C, real nigga be with me C-Walkin' on these niggas with a crease in them Dickies You know how many nights I heard them sparks echo in the park? Around this time I was spinnin' records at Eve After Dark My CD crazy, school girls used to play with that chalk Same chalk police used to outline niggas we lost You understand what I'm sayin'? Shit is crazy, man F*ck the money, yo this shit could never change me, man These new niggas in this bitch could never phase me, man I know it's strange but on some real shit it's plain as day I'm just havin' some fuckin' fun with this rap shit Nigga with an attitude, still gettin' active Man this industry to me, it feels a little plastic I ain't heard nothin' that I can consider classic But this is for my niggas who been runnin' with me And everybody in this bitch that's out there gunnin' for me And I got love for my people that stay one hundred with me I'ma keep it A1, been that way since day one Now I lay me down And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town Good mornin' And the sleepers'll join the fallen So I lay me down And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town Good mornin' And the sleepers will join the fallen Drama make the city happy All I think about is makin' classics Classics for the masses This how you make, classic Classic This is where I leave you Carry you In the city of Compton This is where I leave you Carry you Down the Pacific Coast This is where I leave you And I will miss you
Written by: Andre Young, Bernard Jr. Edwards, Brandon Anderson Paak, Curtis Chambers, Dwayne Abernathy, Morris Ricks, Serif Mahzuni, Theron Otis Feemster, Trevor Lawrence Jr.
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