Compton FT. Tha chill ( kickin' ...

Look my way, don't you see I'm easy-breezy?

let me be, you stir it up, I'mma get freaky

My blunt's near it's last puff

Wishin’ for more hits, smoke in the hood with no snuff

My road dawg's by the turf

24/7, Compton niggas gon' kick it with me

ho's house, MF's gon' hit it with me

Set aside the iron and chrome, it's all for the honeys

I'mma roll through Eiht's place, hustle, like Eiht laid down, all for the money

 

ran deep with CMW, yeah, CPT's in my emblem

i bust my cypher like it's a compton anthem

Dames pay me to keep her in line

but I pay her to handle what's mine

Where my fellas at, they need to hear these bars while they loungin'

I'm a G in South Central, wreckin' on bustas, laid-back in the Cali sun

 

ain't even all Cali men's tough-ass guys

but if ya taunt, they whip yo' ass with no apologize

sit down, listen the untold, you in gangstas paradise

i'm checkin' my flow every single day, i'm hittin' wise

down fo' CPT, CMW and tha chill

chillin' and coolin' it, strapped, MF i'm ill

bankrollin' grips, with the hands on the steel