Compton (feat. Stat Quo)
Gangsta Boogie, Gangsta Boogie, Gangsta Boogie
Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
Yeah, The Game on fire, check the gold wires
Hip hop on lock like some muh'f*** pliers
Me and Will.I.Am, yeah, we take *** higher
*** talkin' ***, get your *** mouth wired
Walkin' through Compton, Eazy still alive
Raider hat to the back, throw your dubs in the sky
My floetry wicked, sit back while I kick it
And do it like Dre did it, N.W.A. did it
I cook *** like the first *** that ever bought a ***
From a ese, *** I could write a essay
About all the gangsta *** that I seen lowridin'
In they Chevys with *** ridin' shotgun, reppin' L.A.
Homes goin' loco
My *** to me is like Ice Cube and Yo-Yo
Sittin' in a low-low, on chrome spinners
Nobody drop nuttin' this winter, *** I'm from Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
I smoke ***, ain't *** changed
Since Young MC and Eazy-E was rappin' 'We All In The Same Gang'?
Some *** chain hang, other *** gang bang
I do both 'cause I'm the king of the *** West Coast
Kick the door open, Will, let's go
Flow like Esco', New York *** say I'm the best, yo
Hard like Timbos, blowin' on ***
*** try to play me get stretched out like a limo
I was shoppin' *** when Dre was bangin' my demo
And all you old *** is washed up like N.O.
Don't take it the wrong way, I got love for my kinfolk
Can I get a moment of silence? Will, bang the instrumental
I spit for my *** in the line-up
That'll never see the sun again, so I close my blinds up
First album, sold 'em out, Impalas, rolled 'em out
'Cause the whole *** world wanna know about Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
Welcome to the city of G's
Where we eat fried chicken, rice and black-eyed peas
Fans got us Interscope, like Jimmy Lovine
'Cause we 'Ruthless' like Will before the Black Eyed Peas
*** all rappers, look at all the hate I see
I'm sick, you can't get rid of me, I'm ***
Get another job, hip hop is not hirin'
I'm the reason Dre feel comfortable retirin'
I just might put out 'Detox' myself
*** so much, I check in detox myself
One man army, took out Reeboks myself
*** in my khakis, gotta watch my health
I'm so hard, *** quick draw ***
Like the old me, 17, sippin' malt liquor
All black khaki suit, all black Converse
*** I'ma keep on stompin', comin' 'Straight Outta Compton'
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
Yeah, The Game on fire, check the gold wires
Hip hop on lock like some muh'f*** pliers
Me and Will.I.Am, yeah, we take *** higher
*** talkin' ***, get your *** mouth wired
Walkin' through Compton, Eazy still alive
Raider hat to the back, throw your dubs in the sky
My floetry wicked, sit back while I kick it
And do it like Dre did it, N.W.A. did it
I cook *** like the first *** that ever bought a ***
From a ese, *** I could write a essay
About all the gangsta *** that I seen lowridin'
In they Chevys with *** ridin' shotgun, reppin' L.A.
Homes goin' loco
My *** to me is like Ice Cube and Yo-Yo
Sittin' in a low-low, on chrome spinners
Nobody drop nuttin' this winter, *** I'm from Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
I smoke ***, ain't *** changed
Since Young MC and Eazy-E was rappin' 'We All In The Same Gang'?
Some *** chain hang, other *** gang bang
I do both 'cause I'm the king of the *** West Coast
Kick the door open, Will, let's go
Flow like Esco', New York *** say I'm the best, yo
Hard like Timbos, blowin' on ***
*** try to play me get stretched out like a limo
I was shoppin' *** when Dre was bangin' my demo
And all you old *** is washed up like N.O.
Don't take it the wrong way, I got love for my kinfolk
Can I get a moment of silence? Will, bang the instrumental
I spit for my *** in the line-up
That'll never see the sun again, so I close my blinds up
First album, sold 'em out, Impalas, rolled 'em out
'Cause the whole *** world wanna know about Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
Welcome to the city of G's
Where we eat fried chicken, rice and black-eyed peas
Fans got us Interscope, like Jimmy Lovine
'Cause we 'Ruthless' like Will before the Black Eyed Peas
*** all rappers, look at all the hate I see
I'm sick, you can't get rid of me, I'm ***
Get another job, hip hop is not hirin'
I'm the reason Dre feel comfortable retirin'
I just might put out 'Detox' myself
*** so much, I check in detox myself
One man army, took out Reeboks myself
*** in my khakis, gotta watch my health
I'm so hard, *** quick draw ***
Like the old me, 17, sippin' malt liquor
All black khaki suit, all black Converse
*** I'ma keep on stompin', comin' 'Straight Outta Compton'
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
It's a home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
The Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Where the cops is crooked
And them, and them hold it down like black guerillas
Where the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie, the Gangsta Boogie
Compton
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, William Adams, Jesse Bonds Weaver Jr., Eric Wright, David C. Weldon, Arlandis Hinton, Andre Wicker
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