Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Compton Story, artist - AV
Date of issue: 05.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Compton Story |
This is for my lil' nigga |
Compton… True Story |
Let me talk to 'em |
He was 13 when he touched his first gun |
3 sisters, no brothers, he the first son |
Lil' nigga always up to no good |
Caught his first case with the homies in the hood, out in Compton |
He got caught up for a brick sell |
Lil' nigga kept it silent, and he didn’t tell |
He was the youngest, so he had to take the rap |
That was rule number one in the trap |
That was 10 years ago |
Say that was way back then |
Before the money, and the bitches, and the Benz |
Way before the cars and the brand new house |
Put him all on a plane and moved his fam down south |
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
Made a promise to hisself to never go broke |
A lot of pain in his heart, that he don’t show |
This nigga goin' through some shit |
Like we don’t know |
It’s like even with the money he playin' the dirty games |
Shit ain’t like it used to be |
Cause these niggas don’t play the same |
His best friend went to prison, and then he started bitchin' |
Got his first sentence, and then he started snitchin' |
This shit is gettin' real, my nigga |
I’m talking fair time |
He gotta go before he go to court |
I’m talking deadlines |
Love is out the window |
That nigga had to get it |
Then he showed up to the funeral |
Knowing that he did it |
I told you this before, they playing the dirty game |
Money turned my nigga cold |
You can see that he ain’t the same |
Pray that all his sins wash away in the rain |
Remember my lil' nigga, he was never 'spose to change |
But my nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more |
That’s a grown man |
23 years old, with his own plans |
And by the cars that he drivin' |
You can tell he up |
The Feds watchin', and he know they tryna set him up |
They found out about the murder, cause the phone tapped |
He only been to jail once, and he ain’t goin' back |
He met the lawyer and the judge face-to-face |
Gave 'em 3 mil a piece, so you know he beat the case, huh? |
That nigga got up out that courtroom flyin' |
While the mother of his best friend crying |
And you can see the fire in his lil' brother eyes |
He ain’t been the same since his big brother died |
He said that nigga got to pay |
I’ma kill his whole family, get 'em all out the way |
Loading up the .40, while he headed to his house |
Knocked on the front door and put the pistol in his mouth |
Sup, Nigga? |