Finally out the mothafuckin' C P T
Off to other cities and shit, no longer just a underground hit
Moving things, a local nigga made good
And made a name off making tapes for niggers in the hood

And now let me tell a little story
About the places that I been to and the shit that I been through
Like fighting and shoot-outs and banging and shit
All because a nigga made a hit, check it

Nineteen ninety-one, it was double or nothing that a nigga would hit
The we broke out with the funky shit
About bitches and niggas and gettin' drunk and off that bud
I was doing that shit they hadn't heard of

But foolish was I, to think that it wasn't no other city like this
And they didn't like this
That Compton was the home of a foot in your ass
Where you got blast and now that's a just a thing of the past

Let me tell you why first hand
We did a show up on Oakland and niggas was kicken up sand
To them banging ain't nothing new and slanging ain't nothing new
And for every nigga we done shot, they done shot two

Straight through and long since the sixties before I was born
Families of young niggas mourn so I'm just letting you know
That if you plan to take a trip to the bay keep your hand on the clip
Because Oakland is just like Compton
Yeah, I'm telling y'all Oakland is just like Compton fool

Moving on to St. Louis, where they country as fuck
With gold teeth in they mouth but they still know what's up
Where its as hot as a mother-fucker hot enough to make you cuss
That's why I kept my ass on the bus

But later on when it cooled off we came down
And met a couple of friends who put us on the St. Louis cap
The Smith Center, with Big Bob, Lil' Steve, Tojo, Biss and Rich
And a couple of bitches

Then they took us to a man named Gus in his store
He put me down with a herring-bone and shoes galore
That's when I started thinking that this wasn't like home
But then they had to prove me wrong

'Cause later that night after we did the show
We went back to the after set and wouldn't you know
Bloods and crips start scrappin' and shooting
In Missouri damn how could this happen?
Now St. Louis is just like Compton
Yeah y'all St. Louis is just like Compton, nigga

I don't think they know, they too crazy for they own good
They need to stop watching that colors and boyz in the hood
Too busy claiming sixties, trying to be raw
And never even seen the shaw

But now, back to the story that I'm telling
We packed up the tour bus one more time and started bailing
When we arrived I saw red and blue sweat suits
When I'm thinking about horse dookie and cowboy boots

I guess Texas ain't no different from the rest
And San Antonio was just waiting to put us to the test
And before it was over the shit got deep
A nigga got shot in the face and was dead in the street

Then they came in the club, thinking of scrapping
Little did they know that we was packing
Yeah, we was putting them down and scaring the rest, shit
I even had to wear the bulletproof vest
Now San Antonio is just like Compton
Yeah San Antonio is just like Compton, bitch

After about a month on the road
We came home and I could safely say
That L.A. is a much better place to stay
How could a bunch of niggas in a town like this
Have such a big influence on niggas so far away?

But still my story ain't over 'cause I got one more to tell
And the people of Colorado, they know it well
It was all in the news and if you don't remember
I had this show I did in Denver

With a punk ass promoter in a bunk ass skating rink
Bitches was loving it but niggas was shoving and shit
To the front of the stage to throw they gang signs
But I'm getting paid so I didn't pay it no mind

Then I poured out my brew onto their face and chests
Then they start throwing soda and fucking up my guests
When it was over two niggas needed stitches
Got cracked in they jaw, for being punk ass bitches
Now Denver is just like Compton
Yeah y'all Denver they want to be like Compton bitch

And you know that Oakland is just like Compton
Yeah y'all St. Louis we made it just like Compton fool
Uh huh San Antonio is just like Compton
Yeah and Denver they wanna be like Compton punk ass nigga
I thought you knew