Compton Street Lights

Compton Street Lights Lyrics

Song Compton Street Lights
Artist Fo'Clips Eclipse
Album Just Be Thankful
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[00:00.00] So we gon’ trust these suckas ’til we gon’ buck these suckas
[00:16.87] Hit the forty kinda slowly, tuesday tipsy partner
[00:19.12] Keep my hand on my gun, miss runnin’
[00:21.09] Enemy for life, do or die where I come from
[00:23.64] And I hit the streets at night pumped up
[00:25.90] ‘Cause brothers get killed and these streets pack pumps
[00:28.25] I gots to get my paper, therefore no slippin’
[00:30.30] Catch you creepin’ restin’ in sixteen pieces
[00:33.11] Yeah, Fo’ Clips is rippin’ up thangs
[00:35.27] Dip a ‘llac, sippin’ ‘gnac while I’m dippin’ on them thangs
[00:37.88] Y’all know the spot, house nothin’ but gold and paper
[00:40.13] Many BGs in their Broughams already on Daytonas
[00:42.99] Now tell me, how does it feel to be jacked by a BG?
[00:45.84] Kinda quick like, kinda smoothly?
[00:48.63] On them ?? real *****s
[00:50.93] Don’t let me slip, this ain’t no joke
[00:53.18] These fools I’m jackin’ they helluva pros
[00:54.67] And who knows when I creep through the door with that .44?
[00:57.41] Can we buck suckers? Hell yeah
[00:59.52] Peep the shells as they bounce off that .44 barrell, I’m on a straight up come up
[01:02.98] Fake brothers get done up
[01:04.14] Not deservin’ of this paper that I’m takin’ when I run up, so feel the heat
[01:07.74] Of a young BG, ?? get burnt
[01:09.99] Gotta take your grip, that’s how my peoples learnt
[01:12.55] This how we ridin’, ‘cause we divided
[01:14.29] Bodies is fallin’ in the Compton street lights, y’all know what I’m talkin’
[01:17.64] Bodies fallin’ in the Compton street lights
[01:21.73] Gotta get yours before you get got
[01:26.29] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[01:31.54] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[01:35.39] My peoples is done in, what can I do? Nothin’ but fall in
[01:38.24] Need a strap, give a cluck, some yay, for a Mac-10
[01:40.93] Hit the spot where it’s hot at
[01:42.60] Duckin’ bullets in they ass like my name was ??
[01:45.04] We bailed in, make sure everything was all cool
[01:47.39] Grab the safe full of cash that’s how a BG roll
[01:49.94] Headed back to the Comp-town with fat knot now
[01:52.70] Kick moms down, kill ‘em creeps, they can’t stop me now
[01:55.40] Another BG ridin’ in the street light
[01:57.56] You get bucked, you get took in the street nights
[01:59.81] So pass the blunt for some good luck, ‘cause I’m all in
[02:02.45] Fifty G’s was the lick, just need that Mac-10
[02:04.80] Moms stressin’, ain’t no need for fright
[02:06.70] ‘Cause your baby done made it through another night in the Compton street lights
[02:09.97] Bodies fallin’ in the Compton street lights
[02:14.23] Gotta get yours before you get got
[02:18.63] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[02:24.19] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[02:28.09] You get shot on the block with no Glock that ain’t ****ed
[02:30.80] Where you from? East side! How you ride? Hoo-ride
[02:33.00] It ain’t no fakers in my crew so fool what you wanna do?
[02:35.26] I’ll fill your ass full of lead, ain’t no questions in this
[02:37.72] Grabbin’ everything green, grenades and M16s
[02:40.13] Can’t forget nothin’, grab the full diamond rings
[02:42.53] Hittin’ corners quick, that’s Emmitt Smith
[02:44.48] Can’t no fool hittin’ licks mess with this
[02:46.80] I’ll leave you straight in a chalk line, swept off your feet with this Tech-9
[02:50.41] It’s cheque time, to the bank with this Tech-9
[02:52.76] Can’t stand in no county line so with this nine
[02:55.15] I must get mine, I know the system ain’t worth it
[02:57.98] We strugglin’ to get rich
[02:59.39] I’m spittin’ with Fo’ Clips, give it up to this ghetto clip
[03:01.99] Fool don’t take it personal ‘cause I’m just hustlin’
[03:04.14] Wouldn’t have to be this way if we wasn’t strugglin’ and I’m just lovin’ it
[03:07.73] So give it up to Fo’ Clips…
[03:09.19] Bodies fallin’ in the Compton street lights
[03:11.79] Gotta get yours before you get got
[03:16.54] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[03:21.90] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[03:26.13] Bodies fallin’ in the Compton street lights
[03:30.98] Gotta get yours before you get got
[03:35.69] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[03:40.93] Gotta get your money in the street lights
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[00:00.00] So we gon' trust these suckas ' til we gon' buck these suckas
[00:16.87] Hit the forty kinda slowly, tuesday tipsy partner
[00:19.12] Keep my hand on my gun, miss runnin'
[00:21.09] Enemy for life, do or die where I come from
[00:23.64] And I hit the streets at night pumped up
[00:25.90] ' Cause brothers get killed and these streets pack pumps
[00:28.25] I gots to get my paper, therefore no slippin'
[00:30.30] Catch you creepin' restin' in sixteen pieces
[00:33.11] Yeah, Fo' Clips is rippin' up thangs
[00:35.27] Dip a ' llac, sippin' ' gnac while I' m dippin' on them thangs
[00:37.88] Y' all know the spot, house nothin' but gold and paper
[00:40.13] Many BGs in their Broughams already on Daytonas
[00:42.99] Now tell me, how does it feel to be jacked by a BG?
[00:45.84] Kinda quick like, kinda smoothly?
[00:48.63] On them ?? real s
[00:50.93] Don' t let me slip, this ain' t no joke
[00:53.18] These fools I' m jackin' they helluva pros
[00:54.67] And who knows when I creep through the door with that . 44?
[00:57.41] Can we buck suckers? Hell yeah
[00:59.52] Peep the shells as they bounce off that . 44 barrell, I' m on a straight up come up
[01:02.98] Fake brothers get done up
[01:04.14] Not deservin' of this paper that I' m takin' when I run up, so feel the heat
[01:07.74] Of a young BG, ?? get burnt
[01:09.99] Gotta take your grip, that' s how my peoples learnt
[01:12.55] This how we ridin', ' cause we divided
[01:14.29] Bodies is fallin' in the Compton street lights, y' all know what I' m talkin'
[01:17.64] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[01:21.73] Gotta get yours before you get got
[01:26.29] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[01:31.54] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[01:35.39] My peoples is done in, what can I do? Nothin' but fall in
[01:38.24] Need a strap, give a cluck, some yay, for a Mac10
[01:40.93] Hit the spot where it' s hot at
[01:42.60] Duckin' bullets in they ass like my name was ??
[01:45.04] We bailed in, make sure everything was all cool
[01:47.39] Grab the safe full of cash that' s how a BG roll
[01:49.94] Headed back to the Comptown with fat knot now
[01:52.70] Kick moms down, kill ' em creeps, they can' t stop me now
[01:55.40] Another BG ridin' in the street light
[01:57.56] You get bucked, you get took in the street nights
[01:59.81] So pass the blunt for some good luck, ' cause I' m all in
[02:02.45] Fifty G' s was the lick, just need that Mac10
[02:04.80] Moms stressin', ain' t no need for fright
[02:06.70] ' Cause your baby done made it through another night in the Compton street lights
[02:09.97] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[02:14.23] Gotta get yours before you get got
[02:18.63] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[02:24.19] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[02:28.09] You get shot on the block with no Glock that ain' t ed
[02:30.80] Where you from? East side! How you ride? Hooride
[02:33.00] It ain' t no fakers in my crew so fool what you wanna do?
[02:35.26] I' ll fill your ass full of lead, ain' t no questions in this
[02:37.72] Grabbin' everything green, grenades and M16s
[02:40.13] Can' t forget nothin', grab the full diamond rings
[02:42.53] Hittin' corners quick, that' s Emmitt Smith
[02:44.48] Can' t no fool hittin' licks mess with this
[02:46.80] I' ll leave you straight in a chalk line, swept off your feet with this Tech9
[02:50.41] It' s cheque time, to the bank with this Tech9
[02:52.76] Can' t stand in no county line so with this nine
[02:55.15] I must get mine, I know the system ain' t worth it
[02:57.98] We strugglin' to get rich
[02:59.39] I' m spittin' with Fo' Clips, give it up to this ghetto clip
[03:01.99] Fool don' t take it personal ' cause I' m just hustlin'
[03:04.14] Wouldn' t have to be this way if we wasn' t strugglin' and I' m just lovin' it
[03:07.73] So give it up to Fo' Clips
[03:09.19] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[03:11.79] Gotta get yours before you get got
[03:16.54] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[03:21.90] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[03:26.13] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[03:30.98] Gotta get yours before you get got
[03:35.69] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[03:40.93] Gotta get your money in the street lights
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[00:00.00] So we gon' trust these suckas ' til we gon' buck these suckas
[00:16.87] Hit the forty kinda slowly, tuesday tipsy partner
[00:19.12] Keep my hand on my gun, miss runnin'
[00:21.09] Enemy for life, do or die where I come from
[00:23.64] And I hit the streets at night pumped up
[00:25.90] ' Cause brothers get killed and these streets pack pumps
[00:28.25] I gots to get my paper, therefore no slippin'
[00:30.30] Catch you creepin' restin' in sixteen pieces
[00:33.11] Yeah, Fo' Clips is rippin' up thangs
[00:35.27] Dip a ' llac, sippin' ' gnac while I' m dippin' on them thangs
[00:37.88] Y' all know the spot, house nothin' but gold and paper
[00:40.13] Many BGs in their Broughams already on Daytonas
[00:42.99] Now tell me, how does it feel to be jacked by a BG?
[00:45.84] Kinda quick like, kinda smoothly?
[00:48.63] On them ?? real s
[00:50.93] Don' t let me slip, this ain' t no joke
[00:53.18] These fools I' m jackin' they helluva pros
[00:54.67] And who knows when I creep through the door with that . 44?
[00:57.41] Can we buck suckers? Hell yeah
[00:59.52] Peep the shells as they bounce off that . 44 barrell, I' m on a straight up come up
[01:02.98] Fake brothers get done up
[01:04.14] Not deservin' of this paper that I' m takin' when I run up, so feel the heat
[01:07.74] Of a young BG, ?? get burnt
[01:09.99] Gotta take your grip, that' s how my peoples learnt
[01:12.55] This how we ridin', ' cause we divided
[01:14.29] Bodies is fallin' in the Compton street lights, y' all know what I' m talkin'
[01:17.64] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[01:21.73] Gotta get yours before you get got
[01:26.29] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[01:31.54] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[01:35.39] My peoples is done in, what can I do? Nothin' but fall in
[01:38.24] Need a strap, give a cluck, some yay, for a Mac10
[01:40.93] Hit the spot where it' s hot at
[01:42.60] Duckin' bullets in they ass like my name was ??
[01:45.04] We bailed in, make sure everything was all cool
[01:47.39] Grab the safe full of cash that' s how a BG roll
[01:49.94] Headed back to the Comptown with fat knot now
[01:52.70] Kick moms down, kill ' em creeps, they can' t stop me now
[01:55.40] Another BG ridin' in the street light
[01:57.56] You get bucked, you get took in the street nights
[01:59.81] So pass the blunt for some good luck, ' cause I' m all in
[02:02.45] Fifty G' s was the lick, just need that Mac10
[02:04.80] Moms stressin', ain' t no need for fright
[02:06.70] ' Cause your baby done made it through another night in the Compton street lights
[02:09.97] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[02:14.23] Gotta get yours before you get got
[02:18.63] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[02:24.19] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[02:28.09] You get shot on the block with no Glock that ain' t ed
[02:30.80] Where you from? East side! How you ride? Hooride
[02:33.00] It ain' t no fakers in my crew so fool what you wanna do?
[02:35.26] I' ll fill your ass full of lead, ain' t no questions in this
[02:37.72] Grabbin' everything green, grenades and M16s
[02:40.13] Can' t forget nothin', grab the full diamond rings
[02:42.53] Hittin' corners quick, that' s Emmitt Smith
[02:44.48] Can' t no fool hittin' licks mess with this
[02:46.80] I' ll leave you straight in a chalk line, swept off your feet with this Tech9
[02:50.41] It' s cheque time, to the bank with this Tech9
[02:52.76] Can' t stand in no county line so with this nine
[02:55.15] I must get mine, I know the system ain' t worth it
[02:57.98] We strugglin' to get rich
[02:59.39] I' m spittin' with Fo' Clips, give it up to this ghetto clip
[03:01.99] Fool don' t take it personal ' cause I' m just hustlin'
[03:04.14] Wouldn' t have to be this way if we wasn' t strugglin' and I' m just lovin' it
[03:07.73] So give it up to Fo' Clips
[03:09.19] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[03:11.79] Gotta get yours before you get got
[03:16.54] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[03:21.90] Gotta get your money in the street lights
[03:26.13] Bodies fallin' in the Compton street lights
[03:30.98] Gotta get yours before you get got
[03:35.69] Feel no pity, in this Hub City
[03:40.93] Gotta get your money in the street lights
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