Yo big Chuck this one of them bangers man



[Verse 1:]

Fresh out the drop

Chuck Taylors hit the street crack In the ground

there he go with the crack and the pound

I'm right here ain't no backin me down

hands on the hot hood Compton sheriffs pack me down

they wanna know about the tattoo tears

If I know 50 and why them guns blow like Lionel Richie

If my nine get Itchy, somebody gotta pass away

like thet bitch nigga that killed Jam Master Jay

you don't like It you can come get my ass today

I'll be waitin with a vest, ski mask and K

niggaz left me for dead back In the day

I found out It was a hard knock life without askin Jay

It's a hard knock life then you pass away

rest In peace to Mossberg pour out a glass of Zay

this for all my niggaz in Compton killin

give me 5 years nigga I'm bringin Compton millions



[Chorus:]

Well I come from Murderville

where them gangsta's and hustlers live

little kids out on the block

hollow points and Harlem rocks

don't seem like it's gonna change

look In my eyes you can feel my pain

It's a war out on them blocks

duck down when you hear them shots

Ohhh



[Verse 2:]

Back In the building, back to the war

by that Jackie Robinson mirror I used to sell crack by the wall

hoppin fences with the crack in my drawers

I got bitches that'll hit the pennitentiary stuff the crack in they walls pause

take off the jewels and the bandannas

let me holla at my nigga Jim Jones and Santanna

thanks for representing, but when teks is spittin

one shot spin around the block I think we left a witness

I'm from the coast where props are never given

fuck rap I start makin wooden boxes for a living

nigga, they call me Sargent Slaughter

cuz the sargents on them S.Carters, von ductches and a quarter water

I know Jesus but he don't walk accross the water

I call him Je-sus he get that chalk accross the border

park that grey goose I put that chalk around your daughter

But I got patients and I'm just what the doctor ordered



[Chorus]