I'm Looking

I'm from Compton where them guns bust, watch Poppa George pop Cats tellin' jokes at them car games, seen big face hundreds Handle the rock like Nate Archibald, what, this nigga only sixteen And I wanted to be, just like him, middle school fightin' Any nigga with a chip on his shoulder, whattup nigga You want beef with me, now I let the heat speak for me No more talkin', just outline chalkin' Nigga with a attitude from birth, a hundred miles and running Gunnin', bustin' shots like fuck the cops Notorious for burnin' blocks, weavin' in and out of traffic and chop Game the young Robin Hood of the block Steal from the rich, give to the poor, coward niggas rock Second comin' of this black Alfred Hitchcock Kick in the door wavin' the four-four Ten shots to your spleen Let them violins sing Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in this game Young'uns runnin' with 'caine Rain hits so we floodin' the game When you come to Compton, respect the grounds, leave you shook man (And I look good, from Compton to Brooklyn) Hey yo, I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure (Dead presidents is all I represent) ('Til y'all met me y'all niggas ain't met gangsta yet) Fast cars, money and muscle, the hustle, I was brought up in the 80's Gangbangin', dope traffic, shit get crazy From where niggas grow up hard like dicks raised Them hustlin' guns like nicks players, we got mouths to feed 'Til they put flowers on me, moms kiss my cold cheek In that pine box, I'm buyin' rocks, eyein' cops Fuck a cell block, the young kid makin' it happen Who you think got them fiends runnin' back like Bo Jackson? I'm a gangsta, what else could I say? I'm ahead of myself like it's Y4K 2Pac, Scarface, N.W.A. Taught me how to dodge them bullets, keep my wig in play Keep fo' snug in the waist or pay a thousand to have 'em Niggas in the street move faster than Michael Jackson's album But the shit don't really matter to me, we get better G Bet the four slow 'em down like PCP Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in this game Young'uns runnin' with 'caine Rain hits so we floodin' the game When you come to Compton respect the grounds, leave you shook man (And I look good, from Compton to Brooklyn) Hey yo I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure (Dead presidents is all I represent) ('Til y'all met me y'all niggaz ain't met gangsta yet) Real gangsters never talk shit, handle they business Fuck the dry snitchin' and bitchin', niggas die when them bullets fly Who fuckin' with him, huh, not a nigga alive End up dead in that five He got no sympathy for them dead guys, friend or foe Watch that chest cave in, what that vest savin'? Make it sloppy for the autopsy, leave my enemies in a frenzy On the front lines, holdin' a 9 Everyday a new chapter, my own niggas plottin' on me Tryin' to hit me but they won't get me Feel the semi first fuckin' with my dough, it's the worst way to go Y'all know, niggas cry when them bullets burn slow dummy In and out of spots, watchin' my money If one dollar come up missin', bodies start to come up missin' No one too heavy for the expedition, piss on your corpse Watch your soul shiver, throw him in the river, bitch nigga Ghetto nigga stuck in this game Young'uns runnin' with 'caine Rain hits so we floodin' the game When you come to Compton respect the grounds, leave you shook man (And I look good, from Compton to Brooklyn) Hey yo, I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure (Dead presidents is all I represent) ('Til y'all met me y'all niggaz ain't met gangsta yet)