I’m From Compton

By Lil Eazy-E

On Prince of Compton

Released on 2011

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[Intro]

Compton


[Verse 1]

E certified, back to the location

Compton is the city nigga still claiming

E still banging, ain't shit changed loc

This that kush, nigga can't blow the same smoke

Serve the same dope, [?] stay coming in

Cop that '64, nigga fuck a Benz

And fuck friends, I ain't got none

If you ain't in a [?], catch a hot one

Hear the cops, everybody running hard

"Fuck the Police!" Scream it 'til the day I die

Hard and harder, dope keep 'em rotating

Watch the curb, can't fuck up my new chrome


[?]

Hunnid spoke loc, E got his [?]

Trynna take mine, homie I ain't having that

[?] attack, nigga face down

This is N.W.A now


[Chorus]

Seems so deep but i ain't lying

Shit looks sweet but i ain't buying

I'm from Compton

Hey

If theres beef in the streets homie, then i'm comin'

See the police but i ain't runnin'

They know i'm from Compton

Hey


[Verse 2]

Home of the gangstas

Lowriders, Daytonas and the slangers

My block got bangers

Cops pass, but my pops pass quicker

Since then I couldn't trust no nigga

Became a dope dealer before I hit 16

Now we got [?] keep 'em lean

Stay loyal to the fiends


[?]

Trynna touch mine, hot shots to the bustas

I've never been a sucka, stay about getting paid

From my hood to your hood, your boy got it [?]

Hit the block [?] then I zig-zag

Trynna touch mine, homie ain't no get back

[?] model

Pass to ole E, watch me down the whole bottle

Trynna mash full throttle, I'mma show 'em how to get it

N.W.A - Niggas talk it, I live it

That's the business


[Chorus]

Seems so deep but i ain't lying

Shit looks sweet but i ain't buying

I'm from Compton

Hey

If theres beef in the streets homie, then i'm comin'

See the police but i ain't runnin'

They know i'm from Compton

Hey


[Verse 3]

No sunshine, no sleep

Keep your eyes open, one-time's on the creek

And I ain't trynna end up in the back seat

I'mma ride till I die, still the same ole E

And you can catch me in the gutter lane smashing

Chronic in the air with the Pioneers blasting

Old G fashion, your boy get it shining

My hood to your hood, still keep my grind on

Mind on my money, E still pitching

Keep it lowkey because the feds keep listening

Back on a mission, ain't much changed

Open up your eyes to the same old gang

We do the same old thang, you know the name and the model

Pass to ole E, watch me down the whole bottle

Trynna mash full throttle, I'mma show 'em how to get it

N.W.A - Niggas talk it, I live it

That's the difference


[Chorus]

Seems so deep but i ain't lying

Shit looks sweet but i ain't buying

I'm from Compton

Hey

If theres beef in the streets homie, then i'm comin'

See the police but i ain't runnin'

They know i'm from Compton

Hey