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Compton
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Compton was released on January 1, 2006 by Geffen as a part of the album Doctor's Advocate
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2006
LabelGeffen
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
The Game
Vocals
will.i.am
will.i.am
Additional Vocals
William Adams
William Adams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arlandis Hinton
Arlandis Hinton
Songwriter
Andre Wicker
Andre Wicker
Songwriter
David Weldon
David Weldon
Songwriter
Eric Wright
Eric Wright
Songwriter
Curtis Mayfield
Curtis Mayfield
Songwriter
Jesse Weaver
Jesse Weaver
Songwriter
J. Taylor
J. Taylor
Songwriter
William Adams
William Adams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Padraic Kerin
Padraic Kerin
Recording Engineer
Ethan Willoughby
Ethan Willoughby
Mixing Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
William Adams
William Adams
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie
Gangsta boogie, ****, ****, ****, I'm from Compton
It's the home of America's gangsta rap, the place of danger
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killers
And them **** hold it down like black guerrillas
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, ****, ****, ****, I'm from Compton
[Verse 2]
Yeah the game on fire, check the gold wires
Hip hop on lock like some muhfucking pliers
Me and will.i.am, yeah, we take **** higher
**** talking shit, get your fucking mouth wired
Walking through Compton, Eazy still alive
Raider hat to the back, throw your dubs in the sky
My flow straight wicked, sit back while I kick it
And do it like Dre did it, N.W.A did it
I cook crack like the first **** that ever bought a brick
From a ese, ****, I could write an essay
About all the gangsta **** that I seen low-riding
In they Chevys with a bitch riding shotgun repping LA
Crips, Bloods, holmes going loco
My Glock to me is like Ice Cube and Yo-Yo
Sitting in a low-low on chrome spinners
Nobody drop nothing this winter, ****, I'm from
[Verse 3]
Compton
It's the home of America's gangsta rap, the place of danger
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killers
And them **** hold it down like black guerrillas
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, ****, ****, ****, I'm from Compton
[Verse 4]
****, I smoke chronic, ain't shit changed
Since Young MC and Eazy E was rapping, We All In The Same Gang
Some **** chain hang, other **** gang-bang
I do both 'cause I'm the king of the motherfucking West Coast
Kick the door open, Will let's go
Flow like Esco', New York **** say I'm the best, yo
Hard like Timbos, blowing on indo
**** try to play me, get stretched out like a limo
I was chopping crack when Dre was banging my demo
And all you old **** is washed up like N.O.
Don't take it the wrong way, I got love for my kinfolk
Can I get a moment of silence, Will bang the instrumental
I spit for my **** in the line up
That'll never see the sun again, so I close my blinds up
First album, sold 'em out, Impalas, roll 'em out
'Cause the whole motherfucking world wanna know about
[Verse 5]
Compton
It's the home of America's gangsta rap, the place of danger
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killers
And them **** hold it down like black guerrillas
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, ****, ****, ****, I'm from Compton
It's the home of America's gangsta rap, the place of danger
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killers
And them **** hold it down like black guerrillas
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, ****, ****, ****, I'm from Compton
[Verse 6]
Welcome to the city of G's
Where we eat fried chicken, rice and black-eyed peas
Fans got us in the scope, like Jimmy Iovine
Cause we ruthless like Will before the Black Eyed Peas
Fuck all rappers, look at all the hate I see
I'm sick, you can't get rid of me, I'm HIV
**** get another job, hip hop is not hiring
I'm the reason Dre feel comfortable retiring
I just might put out Detox myself
Smoke so much, I check in, detox myself
One man army, took out Reeboks myself
Forty-five in my khakis, gotta watch my health
I'm so hard ****, Glock 17, quickdraw, ****
Like the old me, seventeen, sipping malt liquor
All black khaki suit, all black Converse
****, I'ma keep on stomping, coming straight outta
[Verse 7]
Compton
It's the home of America's gangsta rap, the place of danger
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killers
And them **** hold it down like black guerrillas
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, ****, ****, ****, I'm from Compton
It's the home of America's gangsta rap, the place of danger
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killers
And them **** hold it down like black guerrillas
Where the gangstas boogie, the gangstas boogie
The gangstas boogie, ****, ****, ****, I'm from Compton
Written by: Andre Wicker, Arlandis Hinton, Curtis Mayfield, David Weldon, Eric Wright, J. Taylor, Jesse Weaver, W. Adams
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