Compton & Watts Lyrics
| Song | Compton & Watts |
| Artist | B.G. Knocc out & Dresta |
| Album | Real Brothas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hahaha, this is 4 all you fools dat don't know what's up yet... | |
| [Dre'sta] | |
| I come ruff, I come real ruff | |
| And get 'nuff stuff. | |
| Demolition bustas, leave 'em like suckas. | |
| I'ma bastard not an actor, | |
| Bitch attractor, momma was my daddy | |
| Because daddy wasn't a factor. | |
| Back on the block: Compton & Watts | |
| Could smoke rocks together | |
| [B.G. overlappin] Compton & Long Beach together? | |
| Nigga, never! Ever got along | |
| It's the same song I'm singin | |
| When I'm bringin the deal | |
| You gotta respect how I feel - it's real. | |
| I chill wit my homies and have a ball, | |
| If you can't speak the truth, nigga, don't speak at all, nigga | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| Compton & Watts gets much props back | |
| On the block, pop the glock cuz we can't stop can't stop | |
| [Dre'sta] | |
| It's time 4 the phony and the fakes to devour | |
| And separate the real deal niggas from the cowards. | |
| Never respect a nigga dat's tryin to be somebody else | |
| I could respect a nigga mo' dat's tryna rap and be yourself. | |
| You gotta speak what you feel and what you been thru | |
| You never seen cell but speak [dat you been to] | |
| You think you get respect if you lies dat you did time | |
| Wit everybody around you already know you never did crime | |
| See, I did mine but I don't think it makes me bigga | |
| Cuz I figure in or outta jail - I'm still a real motherfuckin nigga. | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| Compton & Watts [x6] | |
| [Chorus x3] | |
| [Dre'sta] | |
| A product of the projects | |
| When I flex or wrecks the set. | |
| And brothas checkin they hoes | |
| Because they breakin they necks | |
| To tryna see: the D, the R, the E, the S-T-A STA, Dre'sta | |
| The Westside Compton Gangsta | |
| I keep my homie wit me everytime I'm drivin | |
| Not talkin 'bout my nigga, homie, I'm talking 'bout fo-5-in | |
| Strivin to be the best dat I can be | |
| But it's kinda fucked up in the CPT. | |
| Tryna move up but something tryna hold ya back. | |
| Police jack 4 crack, niggas jack 4 lack | |
| Watch yo back! This fucked up while all this getting worse. | |
| Every other day, another nigga and another hearse. | |
| Pop, pop goes the glock cuz we can't be stopped. | |
| Much props to Compton & Watts | |
| [Chorus x9] | |
| CPT & Watts [x4] | |
| [Chorus x4] |
| Hahaha, this is 4 all you fools dat don' t know what' s up yet... | |
| Dre' sta | |
| I come ruff, I come real ruff | |
| And get ' nuff stuff. | |
| Demolition bustas, leave ' em like suckas. | |
| I' ma bastard not an actor, | |
| Bitch attractor, momma was my daddy | |
| Because daddy wasn' t a factor. | |
| Back on the block: Compton Watts | |
| Could smoke rocks together | |
| B. G. overlappin Compton Long Beach together? | |
| Nigga, never! Ever got along | |
| It' s the same song I' m singin | |
| When I' m bringin the deal | |
| You gotta respect how I feel it' s real. | |
| I chill wit my homies and have a ball, | |
| If you can' t speak the truth, nigga, don' t speak at all, nigga | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Compton Watts gets much props back | |
| On the block, pop the glock cuz we can' t stop can' t stop | |
| Dre' sta | |
| It' s time 4 the phony and the fakes to devour | |
| And separate the real deal niggas from the cowards. | |
| Never respect a nigga dat' s tryin to be somebody else | |
| I could respect a nigga mo' dat' s tryna rap and be yourself. | |
| You gotta speak what you feel and what you been thru | |
| You never seen cell but speak dat you been to | |
| You think you get respect if you lies dat you did time | |
| Wit everybody around you already know you never did crime | |
| See, I did mine but I don' t think it makes me bigga | |
| Cuz I figure in or outta jail I' m still a real motherfuckin nigga. | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Compton Watts x6 | |
| Chorus x3 | |
| Dre' sta | |
| A product of the projects | |
| When I flex or wrecks the set. | |
| And brothas checkin they hoes | |
| Because they breakin they necks | |
| To tryna see: the D, the R, the E, the STA STA, Dre' sta | |
| The Westside Compton Gangsta | |
| I keep my homie wit me everytime I' m drivin | |
| Not talkin ' bout my nigga, homie, I' m talking ' bout fo5in | |
| Strivin to be the best dat I can be | |
| But it' s kinda fucked up in the CPT. | |
| Tryna move up but something tryna hold ya back. | |
| Police jack 4 crack, niggas jack 4 lack | |
| Watch yo back! This fucked up while all this getting worse. | |
| Every other day, another nigga and another hearse. | |
| Pop, pop goes the glock cuz we can' t be stopped. | |
| Much props to Compton Watts | |
| Chorus x9 | |
| CPT Watts x4 | |
| Chorus x4 |
| Hahaha, this is 4 all you fools dat don' t know what' s up yet... | |
| Dre' sta | |
| I come ruff, I come real ruff | |
| And get ' nuff stuff. | |
| Demolition bustas, leave ' em like suckas. | |
| I' ma bastard not an actor, | |
| Bitch attractor, momma was my daddy | |
| Because daddy wasn' t a factor. | |
| Back on the block: Compton Watts | |
| Could smoke rocks together | |
| B. G. overlappin Compton Long Beach together? | |
| Nigga, never! Ever got along | |
| It' s the same song I' m singin | |
| When I' m bringin the deal | |
| You gotta respect how I feel it' s real. | |
| I chill wit my homies and have a ball, | |
| If you can' t speak the truth, nigga, don' t speak at all, nigga | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Compton Watts gets much props back | |
| On the block, pop the glock cuz we can' t stop can' t stop | |
| Dre' sta | |
| It' s time 4 the phony and the fakes to devour | |
| And separate the real deal niggas from the cowards. | |
| Never respect a nigga dat' s tryin to be somebody else | |
| I could respect a nigga mo' dat' s tryna rap and be yourself. | |
| You gotta speak what you feel and what you been thru | |
| You never seen cell but speak dat you been to | |
| You think you get respect if you lies dat you did time | |
| Wit everybody around you already know you never did crime | |
| See, I did mine but I don' t think it makes me bigga | |
| Cuz I figure in or outta jail I' m still a real motherfuckin nigga. | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Compton Watts x6 | |
| Chorus x3 | |
| Dre' sta | |
| A product of the projects | |
| When I flex or wrecks the set. | |
| And brothas checkin they hoes | |
| Because they breakin they necks | |
| To tryna see: the D, the R, the E, the STA STA, Dre' sta | |
| The Westside Compton Gangsta | |
| I keep my homie wit me everytime I' m drivin | |
| Not talkin ' bout my nigga, homie, I' m talking ' bout fo5in | |
| Strivin to be the best dat I can be | |
| But it' s kinda fucked up in the CPT. | |
| Tryna move up but something tryna hold ya back. | |
| Police jack 4 crack, niggas jack 4 lack | |
| Watch yo back! This fucked up while all this getting worse. | |
| Every other day, another nigga and another hearse. | |
| Pop, pop goes the glock cuz we can' t be stopped. | |
| Much props to Compton Watts | |
| Chorus x9 | |
| CPT Watts x4 | |
| Chorus x4 |
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