Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Issues, artist - Dr. Dre. Album song Compton, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath, Interscope
Song language: English
Issues |
| From close range we official |
| Cocaine, money and pistols |
| Goddammit I got issues |
| Can’t be serious |
| Alright now here we go |
| Where my city at? |
| Fuck with me, come on |
| I know you’re feelin' that |
| Fuck with me, come on |
| You know I’m really that |
| Fuck with me, come on |
| Come on, come on |
| Don’t even act like I ain’t about my business |
| Mothafucka come on! |
| Come on, come on |
| Full clip, ammunition |
| You don’t wanna deal with these fuckin' consequences |
| Fuckboys should tighten up a whole lot |
| I got some niggas with me down for runnin' up in your spot |
| And these niggas got hatchets and ratchets |
| Some of them lethals up under the mattress |
| And matter of fact this is a chance to show my lifestyle out to the masses |
| But chances are I might get another negative reaction |
| They got my fraction but I fucks 'em up like battery acid |
| Who gives a fuck what you think, nigga? |
| This is my passion |
| Ride through the time, you know my name, you know my reputation |
| You know what it is, I don’t need to give no explanation |
| When you say my fuckin' name, add exclamation |
| Los Angeles king now, make your bitch bring crowns |
| To me and Dre, you don’t like it, you can lay |
| Think I’m quiet cause I’m actin', but my bank account gon' say |
| Fuck you! |
| Respected from SoCal out to the Bay |
| Cashed a lot of checks this mornin', guess today was a good day |
| Now I lay me down |
| And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town |
| Good mornin' |
| And the sleepers’ll join the fallen |
| But this is what the fuck is up, doin' this for my city |
| Comp-town, Hub, this my fuckin' committee |
| Shout out to Dub C, real nigga be with me |
| C-Walkin' on these niggas with a crease in them Dickies |
| You know how many nights I heard them sparks echo in the park? |
| Around this time I was spinnin' records at Eve After Dark |
| My CD crazy, school girls used to play with that chalk |
| Same chalk police used to outline niggas we lost |
| You understand what I’m sayin'? |
| Shit is crazy, man |
| Fuck the money, yo this shit could never change me, man |
| These new niggas in this bitch could never phase me, man |
| I know it’s strange but on some real shit it’s plain as day |
| Just havin' some fuckin' fun with this rap shit |
| Nigga with an attitude, still gettin' active |
| Man this industry to me, it feels a little plastic |
| I ain’t heard nothin' that I can consider classic |
| But this is for my niggas who been runnin' with me |
| And everybody in this bitch that’s out there gunnin' for me |
| And I got love for my people that stay one hundred with me |
| I’ma keep it A1, been that way since day one |
| Now I lay me down |
| And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town |
| Good mornin' |
| And the sleepers’ll join the fallen |
| So I lay me down |
| And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town |
| Good mornin' |
| And the sleepers will join the fallen |
| Drama make the city happy |
| All I think about is makin' classics |
| Classics for the masses |
| This how you make… classic |
| This is where I leave you |
| Carry you |
| In the city of Compton |
| This is where I leave you |
| Carry you |
| Down the Pacific Coast |
| This is where I leave you |
| And I will miss you |