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Is that my fucking pager going off? Big city, big city, big city What it is? Where you stay? Everytime I come 'round I'm so ready for whatever Cause I can't go down Cause these streets don't love nobody And these hoes don't love nobody And these streets don't love nobody But themselves I'm just tryna spread love through these Compton streets Hey DJ Quik need a Compton beat Fuck around and have babies with some Compton freaks Real beef ass wings you'll be gone in weeks Street shit like sight [?] Lotta niggas start hating when you fucking these hoes Lotta niggas start hating when you getting the cash Everyday gotta stuff more cash in the stack Black bitches with titties, white bitches with ass Hit the chach with a knock, I put my boy on the lick Brought it back like a G, rolls out of the sheet Knew some niggas girls back when they was swallowing dick So they remember the times Michael Jackson don't These niggas know I fuck so they flexing though SongtexteNow a nigga think he gotta be mad at me Keep it cool though you know my niggas blast at me What it is? Where you stay? Everytime I come 'round (tonight) I'm so ready for whatever Cause I can't go down (tonight) Cause these streets don't love nobody And these hoes don't love nobody And these streets don't love nobody But themselves Now this the kinda beat that I might need Dre on Them 14 hours studio sessions, I'mma stay on The kind of on that makes you go higher and higher I sleep when I'm dead I come alive when I'm tired Now this the kind of beat I make when I'm just dippin' The bassline sound like my fingers set-trippin' On what better spot the El Segundo and Central This the intersection that made me make instrumentals I got haters in the outfield lookin' at me I got ladies in the front row looking OG I got a stiff pair of Levi 501s in my britches And got a stiff third leg for when I'm dogging my bitches I got a working record label, what the hell y'all got? I got Jimmy Purple Haze, what the hell y'all got? And I still own the equipment that brought my deal But smart enough to buy multiples cause y'all niggas steal What it is? Where you stay? Everytime I come 'round (tonight) I'm so ready for whatever Cause I can't go down (tonight) Cause these streets don't love nobody And these hoes don't love nobody And these streets don't love nobody But themselves Problems gon' come you gotta deal with them Fake niggas stop politicin' on real niggas Talking Breezy on motherfuckers that kill with him Snitch right on his partner then go and chill with him Right at his momma house like nothin' happened Cops hit his momma house while his granny nappin' Hoes make niggas turn to somethin' else There gotta be a better way shit is somethin' else Cause this baller just ain't gon' stop no time soon No, oh, oh, so you might as well get into the money like I do Woah, woah, woah What it is? Where you stay? Everytime I come 'round (tonight) I'm so ready for whatever Cause I can't go down (tonight) Cause these streets don't love nobody And these hoes don't love nobody And these streets don't love nobody But themselves She let him roll that ass Shake it to the floor And when she shake that ass The DJ hit it next She likes it Compton She likes it Compton She let him roll that ass Shake it to the floor And when she shake that ass The DJ hit it next She like it Compton She likes it Compton Aus Songtexte Mania