Real Compton

[Intro]

To the people over here
(To the people over there)
To the people over here
(To the people over there)
To the people over here
(To the people over there)
To the people, the people, the people, people...

[Verse 1: MC Eiht]

Real Compton in the house
What you talk about, keep runnin' hundred miles
Click, knock that nigga out
Stomp these homies out
(...)
Shoot the party up, leave ’em layin on the couch
The author of disaster, (...)
Since 1984 they all know how I did it
This nigga's bullshit, so I'm back with the (...)
I’m speaking for the boys in the hood I really live it
I'm still most wanted, that G shit, I'm on it
There's death on my enemies and murder my opponents
(...) fucked up, locked up, 'cause I cuffed up
Like ('Nigga what?')
C.M.W reigns and I'm wackin’ at you peasants, we only fuck with real ones that kill with the essence
The minions of the mayhem, make a K-Jam with these (...)
Compton in the house comin’ harder than a (penis??)