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    Hey hey hey (comptoooooooon compton swingin)
    All day every day I gotta pray
    All day every day I gotta pray
    Hey hey hey (comptoooooooon compton swingin)
    All day every day I gotta pray
    All day every day I gotta pray

    Yeah, you know in 94
    Me and my bro
    Hit your ass with a blast
    Now we gotta hear this trash
    From this busta named daz (but daz)
    Ain't nothin but a mark who be buggin out
    Stop the monkey shit
    Put my fist in your monkey mouth
    So everybody swing with me
    D-r-e, o-b-g from the c-p-t
    It's on again so tell a friend
    We got it poppin
    Me and bg knocc out swingin back to compton

    [bg knocc out]
    Yes, well I'm back on the block where the bg's chill
    Where niggas like to get ill
    But marks get killed
    Feel the strength of a loc
    As I go for broke
    Step right up and get smoked
    Cos I ain't no joke
    Wack mc's I knock them out the box
    You can go kick ass
    Or either get your ass kicked
    Steady packin my chrome
    And I'm known, for hoo bangin
    Bg knocc out, I got clout
    And I'm compton swingin


    [bg knocc out]
    Givin up love to the hood
    The city where I'm from
    So when you come to compton
    You better bring a big gun
    Or run and hide from the 165
    Niggas that's straight do or die
    Taggin out my set
    As I mob through your town
    Crossing out the dogg pound
    Cos i'mma haul ground
    So don't trip
    You might get your fuckin lip split
    Cos niggas from compton don't play that shit
    Still up on top
    And you know it don't stop
    All busta's bow down
    Or prepare to get dropped
    By that nigga named knocc
    As I rock your block
    And I bet you never seen the bg callin shots
    Down for my turf
    Put in work in my days
    Now I'm in the house, without a doubt
    Tryin to get paid
    Laid back and relax
    With tracks to keep you bumpin
    Original baby gangsta
    And I'm swingin back to compton


    It ain't nuthin but the compton g
    Nutty nigga dresta
    Givin girls the vapours
    Take ya
    Second to relax your brain
    I'm still the same
    You know my name
    I don't get caught up in fame
    I do my thang
    And hang with my homies non stop
    Much props, to compton and watts, yeah
    Sure shot, a body rock
    Mix master spade, used to rock my block
    But now it's history
    Another mystery, of a legend
    And I been checkin mics since 87
    Steady on these stripes
    On the streets with my speech
    And keeps me a new chick to freak every week
    So girls you can page me
    With a freakin outburst
    Or you can leave a message with my niggas up at outburst
    Though I'll hit you back with a voice mail or somethin
    And tell you meet me in the hood
    I'm swingin back to compton

    [chorus till fade]

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