paroles de chanson Compton Compton - Game
Uhh,
uhh,
gangsta
gangsta
yeah
Uhh,
uhh,
it's
gangsta
gangsta
yeah
Uhh,
uhh,
shit
I'm
livin
gangsta
gangsta
shit
Yeah
I'm
from
Compton,
Compton,
Murderville
You
heard
these
niggaz
is
gangsters,
and
they
kill
Rob
and
steal,
my
niggaz
will
peel
at
will
For
real
they
real,
niggaz
gon'
feel
this
steel
Walk
with
me
through
the
ghetto
where
the
packs
get
sold
And
them
niggaz
sellin
the
work
ain't
half
as
old
As
the
fiends
and
the
hippies,
same
ones
smokin
since
the
60's
Everybody
yellin
gimme,
gimme
Every
nigga
in
the
hood,
one
hand
on
his
jimmy
Other
hand
grip
the
semi,
c'mon
walk
with
me
Every
ten
houses,
one
got
'caine
for
sale
And
I
give
you
a
dope
track
like
my
name
Phar-rell
And
you
can
get
that
stainless
steel
Walk
in
my
Chuck
Taylors
for
a
day,
if
you
think
it
ain't
f'real
When
I
buy
rocks
homey
baguettes
on
my
ring
And
only
neighborhood
watch
is
my
Tecno
Marine
Keep
a
(Mac)
on
the
block,
I
ain't
talkin
'bout
Beans
QB
in
the
hood
and
I'm
far
from
Queens
The
boys
in
the
hood
is
always
hard
So
come
through
and
get
smoked
like
a
Cuban
cigar
I'm
from
Compton,
Compton,
a
block
from
hell
And
you
can
come
get
a
bird
for
eleven
And
we
ain't
got
a
penny
for
the
reverand,
a
dime
for
a
witness
Only
(Church's)
in
the
hood
sell
chicken
(ba-KAW)
Every
nigga
in
the
hood
sell
chickens
move
work
like
city
buses
You
fuckin
with
the
Hub
City
Hustler
The
vans
on
the
block
won't
touch
us,
the
streets
my
home
So
I
move
weight
on
the
block
like
I'm
Moses
Malone
Bring
the
guns
anywhere
I
roam,
go
with
the
chrome
And
I
hit
all
my
shots,
like
I'm
in
the
A.I.
zone
And
mob
like
Al
Capone
through
N.W.A.'s
home
Homes
like
Ed
Jones
will
cripple
your
team
up
In
the
home
of
Dr.
Dre,
Venus
and
Serena
Where
14-year-olds
pack
ninas
and
drive
Beamers
We
ball
up
subpeonas,
take
niggaz
to
the
cleaners
And
you
know
what
I'm
talkin
about
if
y'all
seen
where.
We
drug
dealin,
but
niggaz
is
squealin
(fuck
you
rats)
What
more
can
I
say,
just
kill
'em
Fuck
'em,
the
gun
bust
'em,
we
just
knock
on
wood
Now
is
this
under-stooooooood?
I
mostly
George
when
I
whip,
my
supply
is
good
The
man
behind
the
bricks,
I'm
supplyin
the
hood
Catch
bodies
like
Pistol
Pete
passes
on
the
wood
Benz
parked
by
the
fence,
brick
stashed
in
the
hood
Top
work
by
the
inch,
I
bag
it,
it's
gone
Ask
Quik,
we
rock
more
than
microphones
Some
niggaz
ball,
some
niggaz
do
what
we
do
And
other
niggaz
sing
for
Cash
Money
like
TQ
The
block
will
heat
and
sink
you
(hey
dude)
Cali
ain't
all
palm
trees,
purple
haze
and
sea
dude
Lose
your
life
tryin
to
get
these
jewels
I
keep
the
40
cal
wrapped
in
chrome
like
R2-D2
1 Intro to the Documentary
2 Westside Story
3 Dreams
4 Hate It or Love It
5 Higher
6 How We Do
7 Church for Thugs
8 Put You On the Game
9 Start from Scratch
10 The Documentary
11 Runnin'
12 No More Fun and Games
13 Lookin At You
14 Da Shit
15 Compton Compton
16 Remedy
17 Let's Ride
18 Too Much
19 Wouldn't Get Far
20 Scream On Em
21 One Night
22 Doctor's Advocate
23 Ol' English
24 California Vacation
25 Bang
26 Around the World
27 Why You Hate the Game
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