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  • Tonite
  • Born and Raised in Compton
  • Sweet Black Pussy
  • Dollaz + Sense
  • You'z A Ganxta
  • Loked Out Hood
  • Jus Lyke Compton
  • Summer Breeze
  • Quik Is The Name
  • Killer Dope
  • Tha Bombudd
  • Quik's Groove
  • Dollars & Sense
  • Fire And Brimstone
  • Safe + Sound
  • Pitch In OnA Party
  • Get at Me
  • Ghetto Rendezvous
  • Dedication
  • Speed
  • 8 Ball
  • Pitch in on a Party
  • We Still Party
  • Deep
  • Somethin' 4 Tha Mood
  • Fandango
  • Put It On Me
  • I Got That Feelin'
  • Way 2 Fonky
  • Bombudd II
  • Trouble
  • Diggin' U Out
  • Street Level Entrance
  • Pet Semetary
  • Tear It Off
  • Hand In Hand
  • Skanless
  • Quik's Groove III
  • Let You Havit
  • Itz Your Fantasy
  • Intro for Roger
  • Can I Eat It?
  • Tha Ho In You
  • Luv of My Life (feat. Gift)
  • Do Today (Feat. BlaKKazz K.K. And Jon B)
  • Sucka Free
  • Nobody (feat. Suga Free)
  • Boogie Till You Conk Out (feat. Ice Cube)
  • Real Women (feat. Jon B)
  • Babylon (Feat. Bizzy Bone And BlaKKazz K.K.)

Now let's get down to business, bitches
'Cause it seems like y'all just keep on tryin' to diss this
Nigga that you know that's been down for years
I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, nine, ten, Eiht, you can't win
'Cause all the way around, nigga, I get respect
And you's a nigga that can't even get no props in your set
Tragniew Park you say, huh

Wanna be rippin', but now it's time to do some set trippin'
So listen close, 'cause I don't want y'all to miss
That I'm 'bout to break it down for this bitch, check it
Acacia, poplar, maple, spruce, cedar, elm
West side trees sprayin' all the fleas
That's from the three and four hundred block P-Funk riders
So niggaz, watch yo' ass at that center divider

Now Aaron Tyler, tell my why you seem so tame
When I caught you at the airport, shakin' like a crap game
You looked up and you seen my niggaz comin
And you looked like your bitch ass was 'bout to start runnin'
But all I wanted to do was kick a little conversation
And see if we can fix this little situation
But would I fuck you up was what you wondered
Yeah, that's probably why you changed your little pager number

But bitches like you don't grow
You can't even look me in my eye, let alone go toe to toe
And callin' me skinny, you's a clown
I'ma call you Theo, 'cause you weigh 92.3 pounds
Wack ass actor, movie script killer
Fool don't you know, Quik is still the nigga
Compton psycho, boy, you oughta quit
Your records don't hit, and bitches don't jock your shit

You need to stay down you Compton clown
And get off of the nuts of the niggaz with guts
Because I'm down with the Trees, I'm down with Death Row
I'm down with Black Tone, and I'm down with the fo'
So when we cross paths and I hope that's soon
I'ma boot your motherfuckin' ass to the moon
You need to quit bangin' under false pretense
'Cause if don't make dollars, it don't make sense

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
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