Luyện nghe bài hát Compton 2 Filimoe

[Chorus: The + JT]
Compton to Fillmore here we go
In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they bang
Compton to here we go again
In L.A. havin problems, the Bay we pop collars
Compton to Fillmore we go again
In the Bay we pop hollows, L.A. pop hollows
Compton to here we go again
In the Bay we pop bottles, L.A. pop bottles

[JT the Bigga
They can't cop the bricks'll cost
But we stay in the lane to in the 6 to floss
Leather gloves with the tips to
But the money was made conversation had to clip the boss
down at the V.I.P.
Street smarts is crucial for niggaz in the CX-3
Drop Jag with the to pay
Cause the bags was heavy my swangin like a ice capade
Got the feds twice this way
Cause we shuffle the P's in different places that the {?}
Compton to Fillmoe man the game is
you turn 15 get your stainless steel
Whole squad been to kill, we official
And to get rich now we after the meals
Hard times got for 3
When it's havin a bundle we break bread for the and flee nigga

[The
I got guns, guns, guns,
Guns all the club
We in V.I.P. strapped, security that
25 deep, guns up under the
That new R. Kelly shit like Bobby Womack
Wall Street in HURR, nigga where the hoes at
We got sour diesel, three cases of
And guns than the Nickerson Projects
don't want beef with me
Cause know they gotta pay for talkin shit but the sheets is free
And ain't to shoot the club up
You don't want in this motherfucker throw them dubs up
Jacob got the wrists on
And N.W.A. glow like the memory of Ill Will
Relax your mind and let your drawers free
now rollin to the sound of the Game and JT

[JT the Figga]
But you can't come with the of her friends
Cause you know I'm a and won't play cause she short on my ends
rounds from the back of the Benz
With the {?} that kid frog eyes with the corners to bend
The things we go I'm beatin ya brains
Got some homies next do' and I up the Game
While they knockin on the do' I get in ya dame
charge you a G just for speakin my name

[The
I'm not eatin chocha or payin for the coach ma
I'm a like 50, the nigga to leave you broke ma
6 in the mornin, you stretchin on the
Singin "Ain't No Nigga" like Brown and Hova
I fuck 'em with Billys and Novas
With or without chaffeurs, I 'em fuck the both of us
You know what it is, the back
And I keep my banger at where my chain at
I'm

- 2X