Say what
  Tell me somethin
  Where the gangstas at?
  Where the hustlers at?
  
  [ King T ]
  Now relax your mind cause all the drinks is free
  And get down with the sound of K-i-n-g
  And MC Ren, I bet you're like, "Where them niggas been?"
  The backstreets of Compton checkin ends
  Original residents, I'm off Caldwell and Kemp
  About a hoe short from a pimp
  With the gangsta walk limp
  I tossed up the hat by the Raiders
  Now I'm crocodile and alligator
  Tryin to get my paper, man, they say King T was ( ? )
  The alcoholic funk from Tha Liks, bust this
  From Alondra to the top block of Central
  I'm known for crackin niggas' dental
  Loc, I'm like mental, my attitude starts to get mean
  Now Ren's ( ? ) with the King
  What we gon' sing? Some old gangsta spiritual theme
  Hell naw, lyrics gotta cling
  
  [ MC Ren ]
  Niggas be lovin em Compton niggas, put the West Coast on the map
  Now every bitch nigga and they mama tryin to rap
  Go check the Real Nigga tree from the CPT
  You got them Niggaz 4 Life and that muthafucka King T
  The Villain be down with the King like Joey Simmons
  Niggas in Compton'll make your ass see sparks like Robin Givens
  Or you can go for a ride in a trunk
  While I'm hangin with the King while he's sittin on a tow-truck
  My big dick still live in khakis since day one
  I got a gang of nigga shit, go and play one
  My nigga still Tha Coolest, now we makin pussies hot
  If you ain't from Compton, nigga gotta shake the spot
  Got a big fuckin pot for me to piss in
  Cause all the bomb shit a nigga make, hoes listen
  Nigga, fuck shows, I don't have to be seen
  You makin demos, I'ma make that cream
  
  [ CHORUS: both ]
  Watch the gangsta boogie, watch the hustlers get paid
  And watch all these freaks get played
  Two gees from Compton, originals from back in the days
  Lowridin 64's and rag treys
  
  [ MC Ren ]
  Niggas in the streets bump my shit in parking lots
  While they fuckin in backseats from Riverside to Watts
  Me and the King, nigga, ain't nothin nice
  Niggas Hollywood, turnin into hoes like Heidi Fleiss
  Butt-naked like they hot from some sherm
  Kissin groupie-bitches with a mouth full of sperm
  While Ren help the King lay claim to a city
  Cause niggas tryin to rule sound shitty
  I'm dedicatin this to Compton niggas inside
  Y'all can bump this when you niggas wanna ride
  You niggas ain't knowin I got vaxines for wackness
  Niggas close by that make yo ass fade to blackness
  So nigga, the Villain be droppin shit like this and I slide
  I got my bitch, the King's on my side
  It shouldn't have to be like that
  But it's where you're from, not where you're at
  
  [ King T ]
  Another heartless attack, there's a cool locomotive on the track
  Cavi vocab by the batch, I serve it like crack
  What, they huddle up for the double up, Bombay
  I do this shit all day
  What the dizzneal, these fiends who stressin
  They think I'm from the Westside with no connections
  I run it in perfection, protection be the Tec-9 fully
  Kick rocks or get popped by the bully
  The Aftermath terror begins soon as I grace the throne
  Don't fuck with the microphone, leave it alone
  Man, check this six-foot gangsta baritone spark
  From ( ? ) down to Kelly Park
  It's respected, we keep the dancefloors hectic (here it is)
  I know it's not what you expected (but it's square biz)
  Locs from Hub City, Capone and Frank Nitty
  Gets down with a brand-new Compton sound
  
  [ CHORUS ]