Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 2 Filimoe

[Chorus: The + JT]
Compton to here we go again
In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. can't bang
Compton to Fillmore here we go
In L.A. they havin problems, the Bay we pop
Compton to Fillmore here we go
In the Bay we pop hollows, L.A. pop hollows
Compton to here we go again
In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. they pop

[JT the Bigga
They can't cop the bricks'll cost
But we stay in the lane to maintain in the 6 to
Leather gloves with the tips to
But the money was made from conversation had to clip the
down at the V.I.P.
Street smarts is for young niggaz in the CX-3
Jag with the price to pay
Cause the bags was my chain swangin like a ice capade
Got the feds lookin this way
Cause we the P's in different places that the {?} name
Compton to Fillmoe man the is real
When you 15 get your stainless steel
Whole squad been trained to kill, we
And to get rich now we after the meals
Hard got cakes for 3
When it's havin a bundle we bread for the safe and flee nigga

[The
I got guns, guns, guns,
all over the club
We in V.I.P. strapped, security know
25 deep, guns up the throwback
That new R. Kelly shit like Bobby Womack
Wall Street in HURR, nigga where the hoes at
We got diesel, three cases of Hypnotiq
And more guns the Nickerson Projects
don't want beef with me
Cause they know gotta pay for talkin shit but the sheets is free
And ain't nuttin to shoot the up
You don't want drama in this motherfucker them dubs up
Jacob got the on chill
And N.W.A. chain glow the memory of Ill Will
Relax your and let your drawers feel free
You're now rollin to the of the Game and JT

[JT the Bigga
But you can't with the rest of her friends
Cause you know I'm a boss and won't cause she short on my ends
Make rounds the back of the Benz
With the {?} that kid with frog eyes with the corners to
The we go through I'm beatin ya brains
Got some homies next do' and I up the Game
they knockin on the do' I get deep in ya dame
Gotta you a G just for speakin my name

[The
I'm not eatin your chocha or payin for the ma
I'm a like 50, the nigga to leave you broke ma
6 in the mornin, you on the sofa
Singin "Ain't No Nigga" like Foxy Brown and
I fuck 'em dogstyle Billys and Novas
With or without chaffeurs, I 'em fuck the both of us
You know it is, the gangster's back
And I keep my at where my chain hang at
I'm

- 2X