Get ready for the funky ass shit

From the motherfucker that just don't quit

Guaranteed to rack up

The jokes on the bitches

Makin' **** lock up they low rider switches

Step aside as I build up my why

Too close for my shot get bucked with the glock

The whole world turns as I build in the room

**** prepare to get slapped with the boom

Yeah, you are a bit to be extinct

Had more sex than my main bitch, I did

To get it low with but no west, fool

Fuck around with the stress and that ain't cool

You can't handle my shit when it's smokin'

One more big ass hit in store, chokin'

You can't handle it's sun so pass it quick

Damn, I'm startin' to see your mind playin' tricks

Yeah, homie, say it's much too much

Just say you can't touch the Compton bomb

The Compton bomb

The Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

The Compton bomb

The Compton bomb

The Compton bomb

Compton bomb

The Compton bomb

Yeah

The hope in that shit is back on your block

The **** my team and we packin' much green

So come with you ten bucks and I see you

Cruise around the corner, get the fucking sister

Come and get it from eight bam and chill

The **** with the real deal that kill

Dissin' out like a motherfuckin' waitress

Come up and stay down and you hate this

Fools come from all around to get the dough

Shit, five oh can't stop 'cause it's love shit

Every hood to block the street to port

We'll be floatin' on this shit

That's hoping

And ain't no stoppin' the flow on the Compton streets

When you don't look, motherfucker, yeah, you don't eat

One more come up, I can't stop

Better get down 'cause the shit's about to pop

Yeah, I got to twenty-four hours service

Got the one times in my city, kinda nervous

Yeah, I got the money and the power

Makin' a G every hour 'cause we servin' it

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Damn, you can't work with it

Put it down

Fuck the stress, you clown

The **** with the chronic shit is back on the scene

I hear 'em sayin' E's got the mean Jo green

Only the west side fools supplies the bump

Hittin' your ass like a sawed off pump

Even caucasians dip in they savings

They come to get the funk for the special occasions

The buzz that'll last long, not a quickie

You know it's on when the shit look sticky

So come and get the bomb from the eight chillin' bam

Damn

Your shit is sorry-er than the Rams

Wack shit gets no clientelle

That back board boogie just won't fuckin' sell

Yeah, I got the shit that'll fog up

Your block twenty-four seven

I'ma clock, clock, clock off the

Compton bomb

Compton bomb

Yeah

We got that bomb shit, ****

You know what I'm sayin'?

Half ounce in a motherfuckin' house

Yeah

You got's the bomb

Eiht has the bomb

Bams the bomb

Chills the bomb

Slips the bomb

Bricks the bomb

Lil' hawks the bird

Bird's the bomb

We's got the bomb, ****

Comp got the bomb, ****

Your mama got the bomb, ****

I said, we got the bomb, ****

Your mama, your mama

Your mom's the bomb

Yeah

Your mom's the bomb

****, your mom's the mom

Compton bomb