Livin' in Compton, California CA   Livin' in Compton, California CA   Charlie O, drop that hot shit      Motherfucker it's the game, mister tint the windows wit'cha brain   Since a young'n up and comin', all I did was cop 'caine   They try and change the game, nigga I still cop 'caine   I ain't moved out the hood, still stay where the cops came      Bitches tryin' to throw salt in my name   Barbers tryin' to part my game, niggaz, tryin' to chalk my frame   But I walk on a thin line without scuffin' my Chucks   Bad Boy and I fuck with Puff, so bring the guns if you want, nigga   I'm real good with the glock and 50 G's say, you leave in a box      When I fuck, Lil' Kim guess, I'm feelin' like 'Pac   Niggaz wanna wrestle the game, guess, they feel like The Rock   It doesn't matter, 745 up and down your block   Hop out with a Nextel, niggaz feel like they shot   It's different in my hood, only time we take shots   Is when the Dodgers did good, my niggaz live on the block      This is for the gangster in me   This is for the gangster in you   All my gangsters pour the brew   This is for the gangster in me   This is for the gangster in you   All my gangsters red and blue      I'm worldwide with this gangsta lean, my life's no dream   I got a crew in Jamaica, Queens   Lake Charles up to New Orleans in D.C. I sip   My thugs get crunk off Lil' Flip   State to state many shows I rip, I'm the boss of the Bay   Like Clint Eastwood, make my day      Fine bitches look like Lisa Raye, plot on gettin' paid   In the end, all they get is played, maybe a nut, no Ice Capade   Real dudes is shiesty, I only give jewels to wifey   And I don't give a fuck if you really don't like me      It's in my blood to thug, get ill and hyphy   One of the best I might be, it really don't matter   When I bust, sucker MC's scatter, gettin' out of my way   I bust bad bitches night and day, I make classics like Dr. Dre   Closed casket from rhymes, I say      This is for the gangster in me   This is for the gangster in you   All my gangsters pour the brew   This is for the gangster in me   This is for the gangster in you   All my gangsters red and blue      Gon' move in on your rock, say fuck the crisis   And ride with the West we got lower coat prices   You know me the king of L.A., New York   Drivin' through Brooklyn in a fo', same color as water   You want X? I can cover the order      Ninety four been hustlin' now watch the shit elevate like Vince Carter   Not the rap martyr or the second rap Carter   Compton's own, I'm home, not the best I just rap harder   Heir to the throne, nobody rep Compton like me   Street spinnin' like waves on that Continental T   My grand moms woulda been proud of me      Look at your grandson now, 'til my demis, Black Mafia ties   So it's hard to let the larcent die, my [incomprehensible] treys   A killer changin' the game like them Marcy guys   And I been compared to Shyne like Shyne was compared to Biggie   I'm from Compton, he from New York City, come on, really?      This is for the gangster in me   This is for the gangster in you   All my gangsters pour the brew   This is for the gangster in me   This is for the gangster in you   All my gangsters red and blue