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lil eazy-e - coming from compton (the game diss) lyrics
[intro]
_phone dialing_
_phone ringing_
unknown guy: [?], sup n_gga?
unknown guy 2: yo where e at?
unknown guy: hold on
lil eazy: h_llo
unknown guy: hey cuzz. heard that n_gga talkin’ sh_t out there, man, what’s up? [?] this n_gga or what?
[verse 1: lil eazy]
i heard the streets been talkin’ (uh)
you keep sayin’ my name, that n_gga game gon’ be layin’ in a coffin
i’m the motherf_ckin’ prince of compton
first and last, don’t make me the first to blast
you the type i would murk and laugh
’cause you’s a phony, walk around like you was the homie
knowin’ d_mn well you was never close to e (nah)
jayceon who the h_ll you supposed to be (huh?)
on my block i got homies who can post (yeah) and squeeze and have a motherf_cka layin’ face down (uh) in the streets
certified g and i ain’t have to pay for that, knowin’ e brought you all your little fame and rap
i drop sixteen now i’m gettin’ paid from rap (yeah)
how lame is that?
you sound just like a b_tch when she start to bleed (uh)
you gon’ have a n_gga trippin’ once i spark this weed
the oe keep a n_gga straight, f_ck that vodka, can’t waste time dealin’ with these punk imposters
had to holla at the doctor so he know what’s poppin’ (sh_t)
lil e is the name and i’m comin’ from compton (uh)
[chorus: prodigy sample, lil eazy & dr. dre sample]
peep game
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
peep game
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
[verse 2: lil eazy]
real recognize real my n_gga (yeah)
you used to be a stripper in the club ’cause you ain’t no k!ller (nah)
loc n_gga to the death, know the set i claim
in the hood, homies asked, never said you bang
fed could change a motherf_cker in a new york minute
you from compton but keep puttin’ new york in it
i’m a west coast n_gga get respect from both, the tattoo on your arm is disrespect to loc
gotta smoke ’cause this n_gga keep workin’ my nerves
i’m have that b_tterfly in his face on the curb (uh)
don’t get served tryna hit me wit a come back verse
already know in the streets i’m come back worse
the truth hurts and i hate to expose you homie
before the game your nick name it was doja (haha)
he’s a phony and a fake, can’t relate to e (uh)
certified and i’m comin’ from the cpt, yeah
[chorus: prodigy sample, lil eazy & dr. dre sample]
peep game
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
peep game
he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him
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