| From close range we official
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| Cocaine, money and pistols
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| Goddammit I got issues
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| Can’t be serious
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| Alright now here we go
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| Where my city at?
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| Fuck with me, come on
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| I know you’re feelin' that
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| Fuck with me, come on
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| You know I’m really that
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| Fuck with me, come on
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| Come on, come on
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| Don’t even act like I ain’t about my business
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| Mothafucka come on!
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| Come on, come on
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| Full clip, ammunition
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| You don’t wanna deal with these fuckin' consequences
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| Fuckboys should tighten up a whole lot
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| I got some niggas with me down for runnin' up in your spot
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| And these niggas got hatchets and ratchets
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| Some of them lethals up under the mattress
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| And matter of fact this is a chance to show my lifestyle out to the masses
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| But chances are I might get another negative reaction
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| They got my fraction but I fucks 'em up like battery acid
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| Who gives a fuck what you think, nigga? |
| This is my passion
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| Ride through the time, you know my name, you know my reputation
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| You know what it is, I don’t need to give no explanation
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| When you say my fuckin' name, add exclamation
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| Los Angeles king now, make your bitch bring crowns
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| To me and Dre, you don’t like it, you can lay
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| Think I’m quiet cause I’m actin', but my bank account gon' say
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| Fuck you! |
| Respected from SoCal out to the Bay
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| Cashed a lot of checks this mornin', guess today was a good day
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| Now I lay me down
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| And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town
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| Good mornin'
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| And the sleepers’ll join the fallen
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| But this is what the fuck is up, doin' this for my city
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| Comp-town, Hub, this my fuckin' committee
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| Shout out to Dub C, real nigga be with me
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| C-Walkin' on these niggas with a crease in them Dickies
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| You know how many nights I heard them sparks echo in the park?
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| Around this time I was spinnin' records at Eve After Dark
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| My CD crazy, school girls used to play with that chalk
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| Same chalk police used to outline niggas we lost
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| You understand what I’m sayin'? |
| Shit is crazy, man
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| Fuck the money, yo this shit could never change me, man
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| These new niggas in this bitch could never phase me, man
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| I know it’s strange but on some real shit it’s plain as day
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| Just havin' some fuckin' fun with this rap shit
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| Nigga with an attitude, still gettin' active
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| Man this industry to me, it feels a little plastic
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| I ain’t heard nothin' that I can consider classic
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| But this is for my niggas who been runnin' with me
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| And everybody in this bitch that’s out there gunnin' for me
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| And I got love for my people that stay one hundred with me
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| I’ma keep it A1, been that way since day one
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| Now I lay me down
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| And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town
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| Good mornin'
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| And the sleepers’ll join the fallen
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| So I lay me down
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| And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town
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| Good mornin'
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| And the sleepers will join the fallen
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| Drama make the city happy
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| All I think about is makin' classics
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| Classics for the masses
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| This how you make… classic
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| This is where I leave you
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| Carry you
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| In the city of Compton
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| This is where I leave you
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| Carry you
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| Down the Pacific Coast
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| This is where I leave you
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| And I will miss you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Issues , by - Dr. Dre. Song from the album Compton, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп