South Bronx Can’t Touch Compton

[Intro]
C-c-come on
Come on
C-c-come on

[Verse 1: Do Or Die/A-Love]
Fuck South Bronx, here I go
It's finally the time a Compton nigga let him know
So I'm grabbin' a Glock, and I'm gettin' a bag of clips
Jumpin' into the Fleetwood, it's time to take a trip
Three thousands miles away, but first
I gotta get the niggas who put niggas in a hearse
Criminalistics, ballistics, I'm comin' to kick this shit
And now you South Bronx faggots can suck my dick
So eat a dick up, and quick-a-ly lick up, and ride the jock
Only on the tip because Compton popped
So T to the I to the M, mothafucka
Stupid silly sucka, you nothin' but a clucka!
Suckin' on a dick, like a pipe through the night
Tryna recite what Compton writes
So when you try to diss, punk, try to say somethin'
Fuck South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton!

[Chorus]
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! Well, lets fuck 'em!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! Well, lets fuck 'em!

[Verse 2: Blue Ragg/The Notorious Joe]
Tick-tick, bang-bang it's nothin' but a Compton thang
Fuck all you South Bronx niggas, you can't hang
With a real Compton nigga gettin' to the nitty gritty
Showin' no mercy, and sayin' "Fuck pity"
'Cause you silly soundin' mothafuckas done ticked me off
And definitely gonna feel the wrath of my sawed off
Boom, boom, boom, all hit, and not one miss
Tim Dog, you fucked up when you tried to diss
The Hub city, where true gangstas dwell
In the underworld, straight livin' hell
Now we're Comin' Out The Cage, and rage, makin' front page
With Tweedy Loc's song, "What's Really Goin' On?"
Plus this one, it got your heart bumpin' and thumpin'
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton!

[Chorus]
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! (C-c'mon)
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! (C-c'mon)
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga!

[Verse 3: Att WIll]
Att Will'll prick ya like a stick real quick
Bang, boom, like a thrown brick
Had the Bronx fiendin' for this Compton dick
Instead of strikin' on city walls, I'm searchin' for Tim Dog
Strokin' his mind just 'fore he fuckin' with heart
That tricksta never been in Compton, and better not come
And KRS too, you sucka, you ain't number one!
Because we got the Tweedy Locsta, he's down with us
J-O-E and A-Love, they down with us
Hittman D and M-O-E, they down with us
Nini X and D Mark, they down with us
Ray Cannon, ah chyeah, they down with us
Just lettin' you know, your rhymes and beats are rust and dust
So hear me bust, just tellin' you Bronx suckas the deal
You wanna step in the ring, you better call out the real punk
You're through, stepped on with a Nike shoe
By a true nigga from the West
Bang, bang to your chest
But you ain't heard shit, cause I ain't said nothin'
But fuck South Bronx, you mothafuckas can't touch Compton!

[Chorus]
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! (C-c'mon)
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! Well, lets fuck 'em!

[Verse 4: Sin Loc/Hitman D]
Fuck South Bronx, mothafucka, this is Compton
The Hardest city where bitches get gunned down
Talkin' shit like a bitch from a distance
Can lead to a long term mothafuckin ass-whoopin'
Y'all fools talk shit like you're heaven sent
And ain't nothin' but some mothafuckin' hypocrites
Fuck with me and I'mma break ya down like a stick
And drop yo' ass like a mothafuckin' brick
See I'm the type nigga to take your ass for a ride
And leave you fucked up strangled off in Riverside
I might be crazy, but my name ain't Smitty
You can fuck Eazy, but you can't fuck my city
Now what you think of that, South mothafuckin' Bronx?
Hittman D is straight stompin' on chumps
And for the record, I'mma still be stompin'
Fuck South Bronx, this is Eastside Compton!

[Chorus]
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! Well, lets fuck 'em!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! (C-c'mon)
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! Well, lets fuck 'em!

[Verse 5: Tweedy Bird Loc]
It's Tweedy Loc comin' from the mothafuckin' Compton clique
So all y'all South Bronx bitches, listen to the hit
Say so long to D-Nice and KRS-None
They mothafuckin' preachers, but I preach with my gun
Yellin' "Stop The Violence!" like a goddamn sucka
Watch Boogie Down Blood flow down the fuckin' gutter
Right Where Tim Dog's at - on a mothafuckin' stretcher
Layin' in a body bag for fuckin' with the dogcatcher
Bronx ain't shit, and if they wanna come
Then I will reign supreme over nearly everyone
Step to me, nigga, and you best be bulletproof
'Cause Tim Dog, you's a bitch and so is ya whole crew!
Tweedy Bird Loc gotta have it like that
So close your eyes while I pull your fuckin' skull
Then I'll fuck you up in your own backyard
It'll be a murder one when I rip out the fuckin' heart
I teach ya mothafuckas, 'cause you met a lunatic
All ya'll fucked up punks are full of shit!
You South Bronx mothafuckas need to learn somethin'
'Cause you bitch made ass niggas could never touch Compton!

[Chorus]
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck South Bronx, nigga [C-c'mon]
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! Well, lets fuck 'em!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck South Bronx, nigga [C-c'mon]
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! This is Compton!
Fuck tha South Bronx, nigga! Well, lets fuck 'em!

[Outro: Att Will]
Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Because we got a Tweedy Bird Locsta
He's down with us
J-O J-O-E and A-Love we got down with us
Hit-Hitman D and M-O-E, they down with us
Ni-Ni-Ni-Nini X and D Mark, they down with us
Ray-Ray Cannon, ah chyeah, they down with us
Because we got a Tweedy Bird Locsta, he's down with us
Be-be-be-because we, be-be-because we
Be-Be-Because we got a Tweedy Bird Locsta, he's down with us