letra de comin outta compton - lil eazy-e
[intro]
-phone dialing-
-phone ringing-
caller: hi
unknown man: sup n-gga?
caller: yo where e at?
unknown man: hold on
lil’ eazy: h-llo
unkown man: ay cuzz. heard that n-gga talkin’ sh-t out there, man, what’s up? [?] this n-gga or what
[verse 1: lil’ eazy]
i heard the streets been talkin’ (uh)
he keep sayin’ (yeah) my name that n-gga game gon’ be layin’ in a coffin, i’m the motherf-ckin’ prince of compton (uh) (prince of compton)
first and last, don’t make me the first to (blaow) blast
you the type i will murk and laugh (haha)
cause you’se a phony, walk around like you was the homie
knowin’ d-mn well you was never close (nah) to e
jayceon who the h-ll you supposed to be? (huh?)
on my block i got homies who can post and squeeze (yеah)
and have a motherf-cker layin’ facе down in the streets (uh)
certified g and i didn’t have to pay for that
kownin’ e brought you all your lil fame and rap (uh)
i drop 16 now i’m gettin’ paid from rap (yeah)
(he don’t write his own raps)
how lame is that? you sound just like a b-tch when she start to bleed (uh)
you gon’ have a n-gga trippin’ once i spark this weed
the oe keep a n-gga straight, f-ck that vodka (uh)
can’t waste time dealin’ with these punk impostas
had to holla at the doctor so he know what’s poppin’ (sh-t)
lil’ e is the name and i’m comin’ from compton
[chorus]
i can see it inside your face
peep game
i could see it
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
compton is the city i’m from
i can see it inside your face
peep game
i could see it
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
compton is the city i’m from
[verse 2: lil’ eazy]
real recognize real (yeah) my n-gga
you used to be a stripper in the club, cuzz you ain’t no k!ller (nah)
loc n-gga to the death, know the set i claim
in the hood homies asked never said you bang
fame could change a motherf-cker in a new york minute
you from compton but keep puttin’ new york in it
i’m a west coast n-gga, get respect from both, the tattoo is disrespectful loc (d-mn)
gotta smoke ’cause this n-gga keep workin’ my nerves
i’ma have that b-tterfly in his face on the curve (uh)
don’t get served tryna hit me with a come back verse
already know in the streets i’m come back worse, the truth hurts
and i hate to expose ya homie (yeah)
before the game, your nickname it was doja, homie (haha)
he’s a phony and a fake, can’t relate to e (uh)
certified and i’m comin’ from the cpt, yeah
[chorus]
i can see it inside your face
peep game
i could see it
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
compton is the city i’m from
i can see it inside your face
peep game
i could see it
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
compton is the city i’m from
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