
Date of issue: 27.09.2004
Record label: Native
Song language: English
Nobody Beat Us |
Cmon, It’s compton! |
G-g-g-geah, It’s compton! |
Uh, Dub I-N-C |
Who in the fuck can y’all call along to represent? |
Disrespect the west and he talkin shit |
Til the casket drops, boy I don’t quit |
Wit the hammer cocked back, boy too legit |
That’s gangsta, the only thing I’m wit |
Compton hoodrats, every word I spit |
And ain’t nothin but lowlives, girl go buy jeans |
Try to find her a hood star, bitch got big dreams |
Man, her and the homegirl fuckin teens |
Tryin to make it to hood rich by all means |
A true west coaster, gun, no holster |
Wit the gang bang signs thrown up at my poster |
There’s so many motherfuckin in love thugs |
Got quick to spit love arrows, no slugs |
We ain’t doin nothin but shootin up in the clubs |
West coast niggas, wrong fools to rub |
Geah, Geah, Geah, Geah |
It’s compton |
Dub I-N-C, Uh, Dub I-N-C |
In the middle of the street, Let the strap commence |
Tryin to fuck wit the best side, It’s so nonsense |
It’s obvious I got the best of you |
What’s left is the breath of the all star shoot |
It’s all for the money, What would you do? |
Sell out for the shit? |
Real g’s stay true |
To my real street rhymers, Reppin lifetimers |
Niggas still strugglin, Fuck them hill climbers |
We ain’t tryin to outshine, Speak the outline |
I could say it last time, The hood is mine |
And I gotta deal wit so many jealous-ass fools |
Still smilin in my face man, We ain’t cool |
You ain’t earn no respect boy, Follow the rules |
Bitches tellin me eiht don’t be so cruel |
Geah, That’s just the way we live |
Don’t worry, Cause I got extra shots to give |
Geah, Geah, Geah |
Dub I-N-C, Cmon it’s compton |
Geah, Geah |
Nobody beat us kid, Nobody beat us kid |
Man I can’t stop and I won’t stop |
Reppin dub s til the casket drops |
And if y’all fearin the west, Best call the cops |
Symbolize wearin hood bandannas in drops |
Homeboys, Make some noise, Ya guns pop |
Hoodrats in the summer shorts, Skirts, And tops |
Barroom brawls, Backs against walls |
Wit a bail of 20 g’s, Bitch make some calls |
And I’mma stay so hood |
Street stripes ain’t talkin so I knock on wood |
Nigga, I fight the power, Black steel in the hour |
Even motherfucker who spit it could never get it |
And I’m wit that, As a matter of fact |
One hand over the dash, Stop the blowback |
Catch a blow, Jack, Oh no, It’s not a act |
While you face down, Ya bitch givin the bozack |
Geah, G-g-g-g-geah, It’s compton |
G-g-g-g-geah, Uh, Nobody beat us kid |
Nobody beat us kid |
To the West, you know how the fuck we do |
Uh, nobody beat us kid, nobody beat us kid |
Geah, original, CM Dub, geah |
Nobody beat us kid, Nobody beat us kid |
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