| Nigga tell the world I’m Compton, Compton
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| Nigga I’m Compton
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| Big ass condom, mothafuck ya problems
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| Make sure that you don’t bring ya man to my concert
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| I want you to suck my whole band after concert
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| Compton, Compton
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| Nigga I’m Compton
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| Big ass condom, mothafuck ya problems
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| I’m killin' every instrumental and I cosign em
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| And no 360 deals, see that’s advance at McDonald’s
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| I spazz like a wino
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| Time and time again I often wonder where the time go, my daddy and my mom know
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| I stomp a rapper like a Kappa or beat him like a congo
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| Then speed off in a Bronco, OJ
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| Often reminisce about the old days, Hardaway/Alonzo
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| Back then we was wearing LA gears with the rhinestones
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| Nowadays I’m coming headfirst like a rhino
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| I rhyme like I invented it my wordplay is unlimited
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| Now nigga spin my vinyl, club going apeshit
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| Rap like I ain’t ate shit, shit on any A-list
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| Artist you a novice I’m recording on a spaceship
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| And we never nodded to your sing-le, King K
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| D.O.T. |
| is E.T.A. |
| Primetime, new clothes
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| Closeminded niggas getting clotheslined, I suppose
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| Bitch I think I’m 2pac
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| Bitch I think I’m B.I.G
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| Bitch I think I’m Eazy-E, I’m Big L and I’m ODB
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| And OMG I might OD, yeah that be my new tape
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| That’s appreciation tape, thanks for knowing that I’m great
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| Middle finger to the fake… FUCK YOU!
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| I’m the center of attention Hut 1, Hut 2
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| And my bitch a mutt too, mixed with all types of shit
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| Got the keys to her pad like I’m bout to type and shitt
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| Got em all hype and shit, I ain’t even do nothing
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| Screaming out «fuck the world», tell you when I’m through nutting
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| Compton, Compton
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| Nigga I’m Compton
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| Big ass condom, mothafuck ya momma!
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| I go inside the studio and suicide bomb ya!
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| I bomb on Obama if that nigga get in my way
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| I’m smelling some vagina, ya niggas some clitoris
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| Must be already dead, saying I ain’t killing it
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| I’m in the lead and winning it, feeling like a stunt double
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| Walk up first we already in hell, pass the blunt devil
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| Ya talking illuminati I’m talking eliminating
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| Everyone including Satan, Lord knows heaven waiting
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| I’m the best rapper alive!
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| I’m the best rapper alive!
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| I’m the best rapper alive!
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| Tell Wayne to swallow his pride
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| Ya niggas talking that jive
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| I’m talking that Malcolm X
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| Martin Luther hustles through ya ripping through ya fucking set
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| I’m the best rapper alive!
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| I’m the best rapper alive!
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| I’m the best rapper alive!
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| Jigga man should’ve retired
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| I’m going after Kanye, Lupe Fiasco and Nas
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| Snoop Dogg and mister Andre, Eminem, Busta Buss Rhymes
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| Y’all better bust no more rhymes
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| I’ma start busting your ass
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| If you walk with a mac truck, then throw a bus on your ass!
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| Ya’ll be no action, no pass
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| We gon' start busting on niggas
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| Choppers be bustin' on niggas?
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| Chopper be bustin' on niggas!
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| Fuck you and fuck you fuck niggas
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| I’m do this for solo
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| Ain’t not countdown fuck with us
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| TDE that’s the logo
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| And your bitch eat my promo
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| Yeah she know the whole tape
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| I’ma make a nasty movie and make sure that ho tapes
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| They be like oh no wait, he’s bout to take the whole cake
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| You goddamn right, gotta big appetite with a big tapeworm everyday I yearn
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| another meal, I’m hun-gray
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| Give some to my ho-mays
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| Nigga we made men and cavemen, living in the stone age
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| I got this ignorant type shit, from my uncle Tony
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| And may my nigga rest in peace
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| From heaven I know you see I’m Compton, Compton
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| Nigga I am Compton
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| A big ass condom, mothafuck LAPD, DA, and your honor got pumped up on Alondra
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| Trap my body, free my mind
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| Hoping ya’ll could see the sign |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Monster Freestyle, artist - Necro. Album song Street Villains Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп