It's motherfuckin' Game time
Six pounds of chronic on
my grandma coffee table
That's how you remember it
that's how I remember it
Yeah dip into the liquor store
9 in my khaki's
Crips tryna get at me
my red Impala bumping like acne
My city a trap me
Been shot robbed stabbed
chased home socked out
Jabbed by esse's cops
degenerate niggas with rags
Disintegrate niggas went
into me dome shots like Kennedy
Slugs trippin' with Henessey
got murderous tendencies
And if you don't know where
the fuck they got me from
Martin Scorsese when I
pull out my gun
Scarface car chase
tell me how your blood taste
Ask your baby mama
she'll tell you how a blood taste
Basket case
still I'm back with Dre
way I never left
Run up in Beats
Bitch pass the safe Compton
Produced by a billionaire
in this motherfucker
Still smoking Dre
we need a ceiling
in this motherfucker
Compton
They're killing in this
motherfucker
They're drilling in this
motherfucker
Lock the door they're stealing
in this motherfucker
No chains no reins
this my home
Nigga this hub city no fly zone
Niggas pull out burners
start breaking like
turbo on ozone
Crack fiends on the back streets
Where the tracks lean
and the needles lay
And switchblades
if you bitch made
Put chili all on your Frito Lay's
Where we dream of Montego Bay
But all we got is the swap meet
Where the cops meet
go bang bang
Leaves blood stains
on the concrete
And I'm the only nigga
bumping Mobb Deep
Cause I mob deep down
that side street
I'm a west side rider
It will gats on collars
Don't hate me
better get your dollars
I be on Rosecrans with
a Glock in both hands
Leaning on that bro hand
Flame dump like a co tail
Another day in Compton
with my name on it
the thrill is high
Know somebody's watching
but I don't know why
Feel the fire burning
it touches the sky
Feeling coming at you
I won't die tonight
So I get by I get by
I get by I get I get by
Cause it's just another day
in Compton
It's motherfuckin' Game time
Six pounds of chronic on
my grandma coffee table
That's how you remember it
that's how I remember it
Yeah dip into the liquor store
9 in my khaki's
Crips tryna get at me
my red Impala bumping like acne
My city a trap me
Been shot robbed stabbed
chased home socked out
Jabbed by esse's cops
degenerate niggas with rags
Disintegrate niggas went
into me dome shots like Kennedy
Slugs trippin' with Henessey
got murderous tendencies
And if you don't know where
the fuck they got me from
Martin Scorsese when I
pull out my gun
Scarface car chase
tell me how your blood taste
Ask your baby mama
she'll tell you how a blood taste
Basket case
still I'm back with Dre
way I never left
Run up in Beats
Bitch pass the safe Compton
Produced by a billionaire
in this motherfucker
Still smoking Dre
we need a ceiling
in this motherfucker
Compton
They're killing in this
motherfucker
They're drilling in this
motherfucker
Lock the door they're stealing
in this motherfucker
No chains no reins
this my home
Nigga this hub city no fly zone
Niggas pull out burners
start breaking like
turbo on ozone
Crack fiends on the back streets
Where the tracks lean
and the needles lay
And switchblades
if you bitch made
Put chili all on your Frito Lay's
Where we dream of Montego Bay
But all we got is the swap meet
Where the cops meet
go bang bang
Leaves blood stains
on the concrete
And I'm the only nigga
bumping Mobb Deep
Cause I mob deep down
that side street
I'm a west side rider
It will gats on collars
Don't hate me
better get your dollars
I be on Rosecrans with
a Glock in both hands
Leaning on that bro hand
Flame dump like a co tail
Another day in Compton
with my name on it
the thrill is high
Know somebody's watching
but I don't know why
Feel the fire burning
it touches the sky
Feeling coming at you
I won't die tonight
So I get by I get by
I get by I get I get by
Cause it's just another day
in Compton