Put On My Niggas Compton Menace (Ft. Chris Brown)

[Intro: Compton Menace]
Compton, what up, nigga?
What up, what it don'?
We ain't quittin', bro
Aw yeah, let me hit you right back I'm in the booth, right back
Okay, for sure
Yeah, M-E-N-A-C-E
Look

[Verse 1: Compton Menace]
Yeah, she said started out with hustlin', nothin' I can't do on my own
At least that's what I thought until I did it on my own (Yeah)
And never hate on the haters, just look at the motivation
And know that the biggest winners the ones with the most patience (Uh)
I ride high, keep my head up
One thing niggas scared of is gettin' beat up
At a young age, I learned how to man up
My dad done said, “You know I had to keep my bands up”
That sucks, sucks for real, but yeah, that's how I do it
Niggas hate to love the Menace 'cause I'm the truest
All I ever really known is how to get it (Ha)
And stack this paper up and knock hoes off the sex-list
I'm with the masses and these songs for the real niggas
Couple hunnid off of rap, think I'm still dealin'
And everybody tryna get a millionBut it's hard when you're one out a million that's tryna get it