M.A.A.D City - R&B Hits

If pirus and crips all got along

They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song

Seem like the whole city go against me

Every time I'm in the street I hear

Yawk yawk yawk yawk

Man down where you from

Who you know where you from my

Where your grandma stay huh my

This mad city I run my

Brace yourself I'll take you on a trip down memory lane

This is not a rap on how I'm slingin' or move

This is cul de sac and plenty cognac and major pain

Not the drill sergeant but the

Stress that weighin' on your brain

It was me l boog and yan yan

YG lucky ride down rosecrans

It got ugly wavin' yo hand out the window check yourself

Uh warriors and conans

Hope euphoria can slow dance

With society the driver seat the first one to get killed

Seen a light skinned with his brains blown out

At the same burger stand where hang out

Now this is not a tape recorder sayin' that he did it

But ever since that day I was lookin' at him different

That was back when I was nine joey packed the nine

Pakistan on every porch is fine we adapt to crime

Pack a van with four guns at a time

With the sliding door is up

F**k you shootin' for if you ain't walkin' up you punk

Pickin' up the pump pickin' off you suckers suckers

A or die or sucker punch

A wall of bullets comin' from

A k's a r's ayy y'all duck

That's what momma said when we was eatin' the free lunch

Aw man God all hell broke loose

You killed my cousin back in 94 yo truce

Now crawl your head in that noose

You wind up dead on the news

Ain't no peace treaty just pieces B G's up to pre approve

Bodies on top of bodies I V's on top of IV's

Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the isleys

When you hop on that trolley make sure your colors correct

Make sure you're corporate or

They'll be callin' your mother collect

They say the governor collect all of our taxes except

When we in traffic and tragic

Happens that ain't no threat

You movin' backwards if you

Suggest that you sleep with a tec

Go buy a chopper and have a

Doctor on speed dial I guess

Mad city

Man down

Gang signs get thrown up

Laced in m*******a

And they wonder why I rarely smoke now

Imagine if your first blunt had you foamin' at the mouth

I was straight tweakin' the next weekend we broke even

I made allegiance that made a promise to see you bleedin'

You know the reasons but still will never know my life

Kendrick AKA compton's human sacrifice

Gyeah been mixin' since the 80s loc

Sherm sticks butt nakeds

Dip make a flip

Cluck heads all up and down the block and

One time's crooked and

Block a in

Alondra rosecrans bullis it's compton

I'm still in the hood loc yeah that's cool

The hood took me under so I follow the rules

But yeah that's like me I

Grew up in the hood where they bang

And that rep colors is doin' the same thang

Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me

A couple drive by's in the hood lately

Couple of IV's with the spray can

Shots in the crowd then everybody ran

Crew I'm finna slay the street life I crave

Shots hit the enemy hearts turn brave

Mount up regulators in the whip

Down the boulevard with the pistol grip

Trip we in the hood still

So loc grab a strap 'cause yeah it's so real

Deal with the outcome a strap in the hand

And a bird and ten grand's

Where a stand

If I told you I killed a at

Sixteen would you believe me

Or see me to be innocent

Kendrick you seen in the street

With a basketball and some

Now and laters to eat

If I mentioned all of my

Skeletons would you jump in the seat

Would you say my intelligence now is great relief

And it's safe to say that our

Next generation maybe can sleep

With dreams of bein' a lawyer or doctor

Instead of boy with a chopper

That hold the cul de sac hostage

Kill 'em all if they gossip

The children of the corn they vandalizin' the option

Of livin' a lie drown their body with toxins

Constantly drinkin' and drive

Hit the powder then watch this

Flame that arrive in his eye

Listen coward the concept is

Aim and then bang it and slide

Out that deposit in the price

On his head the tithes

Probably go to the projects I

Live inside the belly of the rough compton USA

Made me an angel on angel dust what

Mad city

Compton