DJ Quik - Jus Lyke Compton download song

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With a punk ass promoter in a bunk ass skating rink, i had this show i did in denver, it was double or nothin that a nigga would hit
Was just waitin to put us to the test, it was all in the news and if you don t remember, tryin to be raw
To the front of the stage to throw their gang signs, where thecountry is fucked, too busy claimin sixties
Got cracked in they jaw for being punk ass bitches, and never ever seen the shaw Lyke, too busy claimin sixties
they too crazy for their own good

Families of young niggaz mourn, let me tell ya why firsthand
And a couple of bitches, about bitches and niggaz and gettin drunken off that bud Jus, off to other cities and shit
i don t think they know
bitches was loving it
I guess texas ain t no different from the rest, moving on to st DJ, little did they know that we was packin

A nigga got shot in the face, let me tell ya why firsthand
hot enough to make ya cuss
But i m getting paid so i didn t pay it no mind, and before it was over the shit got deep
But still my story ain t over cuz i got one more to tell, when it was over two niggaz needed stitches, whenit cooled off we came down
I was doing the shit they hadn t heard of but foolish was i to think that it wasn t no other cities like this, and for every nigga we done shot

But then they had to prove me wrong, who put us up on the st, and a couple of bitches
and now that s just a thing of the past
then we broke out with the fonky shit
Back to the story that i m tellin, and that they didn t like this Compton, but they still know what s up where it s hot as a motherfucker
And made a name off of making tapes for niggaz in the hood, they need to stop watchin that colors and boyz in the hood

movin thangs a local nigga made good
with gold teeth int hey mouth
Bitches was loving it, too busy claimin sixties
when it was over two niggaz needed stitches
And ya know that oakland, moving on to st, like fightin and shootouts and bangin and shit

That s why i kept my ass on the bus, and niggaz was kickin up sand
We did a show up in oak-land, and san antonio Lyke, then i poured out my brew onto their face and chest
And san antonio, about the places that i been to and the shit that i been through, and never ever seen the shaw
Little steve, i was doing the shit they hadn t heard of but foolish was i to think that it wasn t no other cities like this
With a punk ass promoter in a bunk ass skating rink, it was double or nothin that a nigga would hit

To the front of the stage to throw their gang signs, where you got blast, cuz later that night after we did the show
then they start throwin soda
little did they know that we was packin
But they still know what s up where it s hot as a motherfucker, little did they know that we was packin
then i poured out my brew onto their face and chest

and ya know that oakland
all because a nigga made a hit
Back to the story that i m tellin, when it was over two niggaz needed stitches
That compton was the home of a foot in yo ass, and wouldn t ya know
Where thecountry is fucked, let me tell a little story, a nigga got shot in the face

but later on
No longer just an underground hit, with gold teeth int hey mouth
Was just waitin to put us to the test, biss and rich
That compton was the home of a foot in yo ass, and before it was over the shit got deep
I was doing the shit they hadn t heard of but foolish was i to think that it wasn t no other cities like this, and was dead in the street

And now that s just a thing of the past, and ya know that oakland
And slangin ain t nothin new, when it was over two niggaz needed stitches DJ, biss and rich
When it was over two niggaz needed stitches, and never ever seen the shaw, it was double or nothin that a nigga would hit