🎵 Compton 4 Life // by Compton’s Most Wanted

6 ContributorsCompton 4 Life Lyrics [Intro] Life x3 [Verse 1] It's the city of jackers, swindlers, pimps, and hoes And niggas that bang and slang in kilos Where the rule is "Fool, we don't play that" Bomb to your motherfucking lip, watch it get fat 4 deep in a car on a mission Load up the Glock and watch it start spittin' Nobody understands the gang mentality I don't give a fuck, just want to see some casualties And we'll beat ya ass down with the quickness Busters know that they can't get with this Put the sweat down on a fool at the bus stop Wrong set, wrong move get smooth popped Gots to make our money on the corner Try to squeeze, nigga, please, a straight goner Survival of the fittest with a gun or a knife Geah, 'cause it's Compton 4 Life [Chorus] Hey, man, what's up, nigga? Compton, Compton Hey, man, what's up, nigga? Compton's in the house (4 Life, Life, Life) [Verse 2] One more "Drive-By Miss Daisy" It's for the hood, and nigga, we straight crazy Fools can't cope, when we belling Throw up yo' hood 'cause it's Compton we yelling Still selling that yayo, oh no Watch out for the creep that's made by 5-0 Look into the eyes of the 12 gauge barrel My T-shirt and khakis with house shoes is the apparel Just call me, a nigga with a problem Better yet a trouble shooter 'cause I'm a shoot the enemy When I see the white of his eyes You'll have a funeral every month 'cause one of your homies died Geah, it don't mean nothing to us, ready to buss A thousand motherfuckers and we kick up much dust Another dead, chalk up one for the hood tonight Geah, right, nigga, 'cause it's Compton 4 Life (Life...) [Verse 3] It's the city where everybody's in prison Niggas keep taking shit, 'cause ain't nobody given So another punk fool I must beat Learned the tricks of the trade from the street Anxious to put the jack down, ready and willing One more Compton drive-by killing One more nigga that got jacked 'cause he's a dummy One more fool that got smoked for the money And we got evil ass bitches, just like witches Got to keep the hoes 'cause they set up snitches Niggas run off at the mouth, here goes the nine Peel your cap if you wanna drop the dime Go to jail, hell, might as well, be off with the head So I bail from the police officer 'Cause if I surrender to the white It won't be no more Compton 4 Life Geah! [Chorus] Hey, man, what's up, nigga? Compton, Compton Hey, man, what's up, nigga? Compton's in the house (4 Life, Life, Life)