[Intro]
Say what
Tell me somethin'
Where the gangstas at?
Where the hustlers at?
[Verse 1: King T]
Now, relax your mind cause all the drinks is free
And get down with the sound of K-I-N-G
And MC Ren, I bet you're like, "Where them niggas been?"
The backstreets of Compton checkin' ends
Original residents, I'm off Caldwell and Kemp
About a hoe short from a pimp with the gangsta walk limp
I tossed up the hat by the Raiders, now I'm crocodile and alligator
Tryna get my paper, man, they say King T was [?]
The alcoholic funk from Tha Liks, bust this
From Alondra to the top block of Central
I'm known for crackin niggas' dental
Loc, I'm like mental, my attitude starts to get mean
Now Ren's a nigga with a king
What we gon' sing? Some old gangsta spiritual theme
Hell naw, lyrics gotta cling
[Verse 2: MC Ren]
Niggas be lovin' 'em Compton niggas, put the west coast on the map
Now every bitch nigga and they mama tryna rap
Go check the real nigga tree from the CPT
You got them niggas for life and that muthafucka King T
The villain be down with the king like Joey Simmons
Niggas in Compton'll make your ass see sparks like Robin Givens
Or you can go for a ride in a trunk
While I'm hangin' with the king while he's sittin' on the throne drunk
My big dick still live in khakis since day one
I got a gang of nigga shit, go and play one
My nigga still the coolest, now we makin' pussies hot
If you ain't from Compton, nigga gotta shake the spot
Got a big fuckin' pot for me to piss in
Cause all the bomb shit a nigga make, hoes listen
Nigga, fuck shows, I don't have to be seen
You makin' demos, I'ma make that cream
Say what
Tell me somethin'
Where the gangstas at?
Where the hustlers at?
[Verse 1: King T]
Now, relax your mind cause all the drinks is free
And get down with the sound of K-I-N-G
And MC Ren, I bet you're like, "Where them niggas been?"
The backstreets of Compton checkin' ends
Original residents, I'm off Caldwell and Kemp
About a hoe short from a pimp with the gangsta walk limp
I tossed up the hat by the Raiders, now I'm crocodile and alligator
Tryna get my paper, man, they say King T was [?]
The alcoholic funk from Tha Liks, bust this
From Alondra to the top block of Central
I'm known for crackin niggas' dental
Loc, I'm like mental, my attitude starts to get mean
Now Ren's a nigga with a king
What we gon' sing? Some old gangsta spiritual theme
Hell naw, lyrics gotta cling
[Verse 2: MC Ren]
Niggas be lovin' 'em Compton niggas, put the west coast on the map
Now every bitch nigga and they mama tryna rap
Go check the real nigga tree from the CPT
You got them niggas for life and that muthafucka King T
The villain be down with the king like Joey Simmons
Niggas in Compton'll make your ass see sparks like Robin Givens
Or you can go for a ride in a trunk
While I'm hangin' with the king while he's sittin' on the throne drunk
My big dick still live in khakis since day one
I got a gang of nigga shit, go and play one
My nigga still the coolest, now we makin' pussies hot
If you ain't from Compton, nigga gotta shake the spot
Got a big fuckin' pot for me to piss in
Cause all the bomb shit a nigga make, hoes listen
Nigga, fuck shows, I don't have to be seen
You makin' demos, I'ma make that cream
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