[Intro]

True to the streets

Compton Ass AV

Lemme talk that shit

[Verse 1]

I remember I chose this rap shit

A nigga was only sixteen

But I had big dreams

Of bein' on that big screen

How we s'posed to make it outta the slums?

From the city of Compton, niggas askin' where you from?

Whatchu bang? Where you hang? Where your granny stay?

We shootin' dice, takin' fades in tha alley way

A nigga drop, buys a standard, we do that on the regular

They shoot at us, we shoot back, et cetera, et cetera

Was searchin' for us when that gun go off

Wonder how a mother feel when her son don't call

It's a cold game, because a bullet ain't got no name

Niggas be in that slow lane, tryna get out the dope game

Take some time to say your prayer for the ghetto

'Cause Compton murder rate is on a whole 'nother level

Niggas dyin' over colors everyday

Niggas hustle, niggas struggle and we pray

That life goes on, thank God, I hope we make it

All I got is family and homies for motivation

And what I know you waitin' for is all to get it right one day

Yeah, one day, I'm just a boy from the hood