Born and Raised in Compton DJ Quik

[Intro]
Alright

[Verse 1]
Now everybody wants to know the truth about a brother named Quik
I come from the school of the sly, wicked, and the slick
A lot of people already know exactly where it's at
'Cause it's the home of the jackers and the crack
(Compton) Yeah, that's the name of my hometown
I'm throwin' down in the town, where my name is all around
The suckers just be havin' a fit, and that's a pity
But I ain't doin' nothin' but (claimin' my city)
See, my lyrics I'm doublin' up, and provin' to suckers that I can throw 'em
I'm passin' a natural ten, or four, or six, or eight before I go
Yes, I'm definitely freestylin', all the while, still profilin'
Never trickster, DJ Quikster steals the show
So, yeah, that's how I'm livin', I do as I please, you see
A younger brother that's up on reality
'Cause everybody knows, you have to be stompin'
If you're born and raised in Compton

[Hook]
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised in Compton)
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised)
(Where you from, fool?)
(Compton)