I heard the streets been talkin, he keep sayin my name, that n**** game gon' be layin in a coffin, im the m********** prince of compton, first n last, dont make me the first to blast, you the type i will murk n laugh, cuz youz a phony, walk around actin like you is the homie, knowin' d*** well you was never close to E, jayceon who the hell you supposed to be, on my block i got homies who can post n squeeze, n have a m********** layin face down in the street, certified G n i aint have to pay for that, knowin E brought you all ya little fame in rap, drop sixteen now im gettin payed from rap, (he dont write his own raps) how lame is that, you sound just like a b**** when she startin to bleed, you gon have a n**** trippin once he spark his weed, the old E keep n***** straight f*** that vodka, cant waste time dealin wit this punk imposters, had to halla at the doctor, so he kno was poppin, lil E is the name n im comin from compton,
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(i can see it inside your face)
(you just lame)
(i can see it inside ya)
(he a fake n he knowin im the truth ill show em compton is the city im from)
Real reconize real my n****, you used to be a stripper in the club cuz you aint no killa, LOC n**** to the death know the set i claim, in the hood homies asked never said you bang, fed can change a m********** in a new york minute, you from compton but keep puttin new york in it, im a west coast n**** get respect from both, the tatoo on your arm is disrespectful LOC, gotta smoke cuz this n**** keep workin my nerves, ima have that b***erfly on his face on the curb, youll get served, try to hit me wit a come back verse, already know in the streets ima come back worse, the truth hurts, n i hate to expose ya homie, before the game ya nick name it was doulja homie, hes a phony n a fake cant relate to E, certified n im comin from the CPT,
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(i can see it inside your face)
(you just lame)
(i can see it inside ya)
(he a fake n he knowin im the truth ill show em compton is the city im from)
(chorus) X2
(i can see it inside your face)
(you just lame)
(i can see it inside ya)
(he a fake n he knowin im the truth ill show em compton is the city im from)
Real reconize real my n****, you used to be a stripper in the club cuz you aint no killa, LOC n**** to the death know the set i claim, in the hood homies asked never said you bang, fed can change a m********** in a new york minute, you from compton but keep puttin new york in it, im a west coast n**** get respect from both, the tatoo on your arm is disrespectful LOC, gotta smoke cuz this n**** keep workin my nerves, ima have that b***erfly on his face on the curb, youll get served, try to hit me wit a come back verse, already know in the streets ima come back worse, the truth hurts, n i hate to expose ya homie, before the game ya nick name it was doulja homie, hes a phony n a fake cant relate to E, certified n im comin from the CPT,
(chorus) X2
(i can see it inside your face)
(you just lame)
(i can see it inside ya)
(he a fake n he knowin im the truth ill show em compton is the city im from)