دانلود آهنگ Born and Raised In Compton
از DJ Quik

Aight
Now everybody wants to know the truth about a brother named Quik
I come from a school of the sly, wicked and the slick
A lot of people already know exactly where it’s at
‘Cause it’s the home of the jackers and the crack
(Compton) Yeah, that’s the name of the hometown
I’m throwing down in the town where my name is all around
The suckers just be having a fit, and that’s a pity
But I ain’t doing nothing but (claiming my city)
See, my lyrics I’m doubling up and proving to suckers that I can throw ’em
I’m passing a natural ten or four or six or eight before I go
Yes, I’m definitely freestyling, all the while still profiling
Never a trickster, DJ Quikster steals the show
So now that’s how I’m living, I do as I please, you see
A younger brother that’s up on reality
‘Cause everybody knows you have to be stomping
If you’re born and raised in Compton
Now Compton is the place where the homeboys chill, you see
But then I found that it wasn’t no place for me
‘Cause way back in the day somebody musta wanted me to quit
Because they broke in my house and cold stole my shit
They musta thought that I was gonna play the punk role
Just because my equipment got stole
But I ain’t going out like no sucker-ass clown
They found they couldn’t keep a dope nigga down
So here’s some bass in your face, motherfucker silly sucker-
Ass clocker, now you’re ducking, ’cause you can’t stop a brother
Like the Quiksta, because I’m true to the game
You’re lame, and things ain’t gon’ never be the same
‘Cause a nigga like the Quik is taking over
I really don’t think I should have to explain it
Oh yeah, I’m a dog, but my name ain’t Rover
And I’m the kinda nigga that’s feeling no pain
Sometimes I have to wear a bulletproof vest
Because I got the CPT sign written across my chest
A funky dope brother never ceases to impress
My name is DJ Quik, so you can fuck the rest
I’m coming like this, and I’m coming directly
‘Cause suckers get dain-bramaged if I’m doing damage quite effectively
Rhyming is a battle zone, and suckers have no win
‘Cause I’m a veteran from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N
Kick it
Hell motherfucking yeah
Funky dope for the nine-ace
DJ Quik is in the motherfucking house
Yeah
Ah yeah
Yo, check this shit out
Right about now
I’d like to send a shout out to my buddy Teddy Bear
What’s up, nigga?
What’s up, KK?
My buddy D
We got AMG most definitely in the house
What’s up Greedy Greg and Big Baby Brian cold chillin’
Talking about the Armstrong Pack
Straight got my motherfucking back
To my buddy NOE, what’s up, fool?
Roche is in the house
My buddy Donzelle
You know what’s happening, fool
What’s up, Inch?
And Tony Lane is chillin’
To my nigga Gangsta Wayne
And my engineer Joe getting busy on the floor
And last but not least, I’d like to thank Shabby Blue
And we out
Peace