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"Real Compton's G"

I always holdin' my finger on trigger,nigger...all targets in tha middle,
So I aimed to his head and this asshole is dead,
Why I killed this damned G? The game was over,
Until I'm rollin' in my '64 ,no gangs more.
Cuz I'm a Saint-T from tha CPT,
I'm holdin the ghetto of my streets' G
What you know 'bout me,buster?
I know that you simply the gangster (from NYC)
You can't drink fuckin' Hennessy in my G,
Cuz I'm a part of my street'z G.

Where is your money,damned prankster?
I said that you simply a studio gangster,
Tryin' to diss the Saint-T ? Better hide your neck,
I'll learn you what is it mean word "respect"
I'm making the dollars from bitchez and weed,
That's why I'm always in lead.
Compton still hating you,nigger,
Don't forget 'bout my agressive trigger
I makin' tha shoot to your neck
And now you'll not see your leg
Cuz I'm a street'z G from tha C,
Still drinkin' my favourite Hennessy
Later on this night as I'm rollin'
My driving was looked like a crawlin'
I gotta get drunk before this evening begin
As I recently drank a liter of jin.
I shoot many timez in different targets,
Knowin' 'bout my motherfuckin' Saint's projects
I'll never forgive my street G motherfucka'
And you still alive like a damned dick sucka'
I don't give a damn still doing my rap,
Maybe my homiez forgot 'bout "clap-clap"
I'm gonna take care 'bout you,fuckin' pranksta,
Because you a studio gangsta.
I always holdin' my finger on trigga' like killa'
Like a motherfuckin' drug dealer
I'm look like on thug life of Saint-T (the G)
You know I'm a part of my street of the C,
All bitchez in state will pay me for that
Until I'll become a fat like a rat.
Nigga,you think that I'm playin' tha tricks?
Get ready to see your damned fingers like stickz
I know man,you kidding me...
Or you maybe wanna to killin' me?
Don't step to my road,studio prankster,
Or you will be killed by a CPT gangster,
Like Saint fuckin' T,you remember this shit?
Remember,I'll take care for it.

I was born for music...oh shit,man,again,
I gotta get drunk before the day began,
When I finished tha school, I've got the big freedom,
And now I'm walkin' on streetz with a wisdom.
But I did remember: the Crips in my blood
I'm gonna to think 'bout this (it's so hard)
I'm gangsta like all niggaz,right?
My father of rap is the Eric Wright,
Like his fuckin' friends: Gangsta Dresta,B.G.,
Cuz I'm a Compton street'z G.

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