stone cold killers in these compton streets
hands up in the air for the world to see
my daddy done killed a bitch
went and put that dome to her head
don't feel a pull a part that man and
see my daddy done kill 'em dead
bullets come down from the earth
don't feel a pull a part that man and
stone cold killers in these compton streets
hands up in the air for the world to see
tinted windows ride at your wifey and i bet you miss her
reload the protools and we throw the clip in both trays
that's one on the left and one in the right hand
got this music industry timelined
lookin' like rosecrans when these niggas throw up them signs high
i'm talkin' about that bottom where it's hot grinds
i'm just tryna get paid and keep 'em thighs high
sometimes i feel like i could just bury 'em
i'm very aware that hip hop needed somethin' to carry it
so i married that bitch and swung down in that chariot
hangin' way too fuckin' close
don't make us embarrass you
these niggas 'round here ballistic
we did the numbers and you lookin' like another statistic
stone cold killers in these compton streets
hands up in the air for the world to see
recognize whatever side the sides reside until the dead has risen
live in a project building
dodgin' the module ceilings
i'mma ride in a stolen jeep
ride with the eyes of five blind men
had sabotaged rosecrans existence
my aliens on surveillance
i lie on the side of a one way street