[ VERSE 1: King Tee ]

They live on the street and they hustle for fame

Some kill for a livin, some sling cocaine

Because it's now a lifestyle and a full-time job

And if you live in Compton, it's like at McCobb

From block to block everybody's bad

And if you don't know where you're at, then your life's been had

Cause they walk in the street with intentions to meet

Some sappy lookin punk with Fila on his feet

And if you try to act tough, well Mr. Tough, you're through

Cause everybody's a family, if not, they're a crew

I'm here to give some advice advice (Run!)

Cause if you're ever in Compton, you better bring a gun



Yo, here come my homeboy Mixmaster Spade

Man, what's up, man?

Hey man, ain't you from Compton, man?

(Ah yeah)

Alright man, tell em what's up, man

What you used to do



[ VERSE 2: Mixmaster Spade ]

I used to cut up the beat on the two turntables

Now I'm rappin on the mic, cause I'm willin and able

When I'm on the mic I take no slack

And everytime that you see me I'm tearin a gat

I got .380s and .22s

You messs with me, I'm gonna bust on you

I got a .357 and a M-16

They call me Master Spade, and Tee's the King

Now Compton is the city where the homeboys stay

Rollin in a different car everyday

Can't roll too hard, gotta watch my back

Cause if I don't, I just might get jacked

Now Compton is a city of a lotta fun

(Can't walk down the street

(Can't walk down the street

Can't walk down the stree without my gun)



[ female voice ]

Now you know this just don't make no kinda sense



[ VERSE 3: King Tee ]

Now the next place is kinda risky if you're walkin with your mother

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