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King Tee 2G S From Compton

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,

please, 159 gees Fill your bucket, fuck it, full of holes like swiss cheese And ain't no stoppin this b.g. from the c-p-t Dippin around, fool, that's

-Bone] Here I go, flippin the tongue, I'm not the diggedy dun It's the L period, M.O.B. and that's where I'm from Had the twenty-two, pulled over, gets

one time [ROUND 1: Everlast] Everlast is in effect gettin big respect Then I collect big checks 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys

I'm from Compton remember You gotta be out your motherfuckin mind Ask KaySlay, ask Clue, ask Whoo Kid, ask Funk Flex I'll murder anyone of you motherfuckin G-G-G-G

I'm from Compton remember You gotta be out your motherfuckin mind Ask KaySlay, ask Clue, ask Whoo Kid, ask Funk Flex I'll murder anyone of you motherfuckin G-G-G-G

I'm from Compton remember You gotta be out your motherfuckin mind Ask KaySlay, ask Clue, ask Whoo Kid, ask Funk Flex I'll murder anyone of you motherfuckin G-G-G-G

's rough... (Compton, Compton) Rough... (oooooh) It's rough... (it's so rough) Rough... (Compton baby) [King Tee:] Last big baller standing, King Tee

Tryin to stay full while he's livin in the slum I used to bang on fools like I was goin insane from a notorious Compton gang It's King Tee, strapped "