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We're far from good
Not good from far
90 miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
With the top down, screaming we don't give a f-ck
Drink my 40 ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
Cause the kids just aint alright
Oh shit niggas
Somethin' bout to happen
Nigga this shit, nigga this sound like 30 keys under the compton court building
Hope the dogs don't smell it
Welcome to vigilante
802s so don't you ask me
I'm hungry my body's antsy
I'll rip through your f-cking pantry
Peeling off like a? examine my orchestra
Granny said when I'm old enough
I'll be sure to be all I can be
You niggas Marcus Camby, washed up
Pussy fix ya panties
I'm Mr. Marcus, you gettin' f-cked, ugh
You aint heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane
Take it vain, vicodins couldn't ease the pain
Lightening bolts hit ya body, you thought it rained
Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that I write strong enough
To stand in front of a travelling freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula
Dragging the record industry by my fangs
AK clips, money clips and gold chains
You walk around with a P90 like it's the 902s
Bullet to your temple your homocide'll remind me
Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to f-ck with
Bompton Piru's aint nothing to f-ck with
Compton esé's aint nothin' to f-ck with
But they f-ck with me and bitch I love it
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Lets hit the county building gotta catch my check
Spend it all to a 40 ounce to the neck
And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest
Squad cars, neighbourhood wars and stolen monsters
I tell you mothaf-ckers that life is full of hydraulics
Up and down, get 64 better know how to drive it
I'm driving on E with no license or registration
Heart racin' racing past johnny because he's racist
1987, the children of Ronald Reagan raped the leaves off your front porch
With a machine blow torch
He blowing on stress, hoping to ease the stress
He copping some blow hoping that it can stretch
New born massacre, hoppin' out the passenger
With calendars cause your date coming
Run 'em down them he gun em down
I'm hoping that you fast enough
Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothin' because
Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to f-ck with
Bompton Piru's aint nothing to f-ck with
Compton esé's aint nothin' to f-ck with
But they f-ck with me and bitch I love it
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Can't detour when you at war with your city
Why run for?
Just ride with me, just die with me
That gun store, right there
When you fight, don't fight fair
Cause you'll never win
Can't detour when you at war with your city
Why run for?
Just ride with me, just die with me
That gun store, right there
When you fight, don't fight fair
Cause you'll never win
Yeah yeah yeah
Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah
Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah
Estamos lejos de ser buena
No es bueno desde lejos
90 millas por hora hacia abajo Bulevar Compton
Con la parte superior hacia abajo, gritando que no damos un f-ck
Tome mis 40 onzas de libertad mientras ruedo mi romo
Porque los niños no está bien
Oh mierda Niggas
Somethin 'combate para pasar
Esta mierda nigga, nigga Suena esto como 30 teclas en el edificio del tribunal compton
Espero que los perros no lo huelo
Bienvenido al vigilante
802s, así que no me preguntas
Tengo hambre ansioso de mi cuerpo
Voy a rasgar a través de su f-cking despensa
Despegar como un? examinar mi orquesta
Abuelita decía cuando yo soy lo suficientemente
Voy a estar seguro para ser todo lo que puede ser
Usted los niggas Marcus Camby, se lavó para arriba
Coño fijar bragas del ya
Soy el señor Marcus, gettin 'f-CKED, ugh
No se oye nada más difícil ya que Daddy Kane
Tómelo vano, vicodins no podía aliviar el dolor
Pernos del aligeramiento ya golpeó el cuerpo, se pensaba que llovió
Ni una nube a la vista, sólo la mierda que escribo lo suficientemente fuerte
Para estar delante de un tren de carga viaja
¿Está capacitado para ir en contra Drácula
Arrastrando la industria discográfica por mis colmillos
AK clips, clips para billetes y cadenas de oro
Se puede caminar por ahí con un P90 como si fuera la 902s
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Kendrick Lamar
Ronald Reagan Era
Ronald Reagan Era
We're far from good
Not good from far
90 miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
With the top down, screaming we don't give a f-ck
Drink my 40 ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
Cause the kids just aint alright
Oh shit niggas
Somethin' bout to happen
Nigga this shit, nigga this sound like 30 keys under the compton court building
Hope the dogs don't smell it
Welcome to vigilante
802s so don't you ask me
I'm hungry my body's antsy
I'll rip through your f-cking pantry
Peeling off like a? examine my orchestra
Granny said when I'm old enough
I'll be sure to be all I can be
You niggas Marcus Camby, washed up
Pussy fix ya panties
I'm Mr. Marcus, you gettin' f-cked, ugh
You aint heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane
Take it vain, vicodins couldn't ease the pain
Lightening bolts hit ya body, you thought it rained
Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that I write strong enough
To stand in front of a travelling freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula
Dragging the record industry by my fangs
AK clips, money clips and gold chains
You walk around with a P90 like it's the 902s
Bullet to your temple your homocide'll remind me
Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to f-ck with
Bompton Piru's aint nothing to f-ck with
Compton esé's aint nothin' to f-ck with
But they f-ck with me and bitch I love it
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Lets hit the county building gotta catch my check
Spend it all to a 40 ounce to the neck
And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest
Squad cars, neighbourhood wars and stolen monsters
I tell you mothaf-ckers that life is full of hydraulics
Up and down, get 64 better know how to drive it
I'm driving on E with no license or registration
Heart racin' racing past johnny because he's racist
1987, the children of Ronald Reagan raped the leaves off your front porch
With a machine blow torch
He blowing on stress, hoping to ease the stress
He copping some blow hoping that it can stretch
New born massacre, hoppin' out the passenger
With calendars cause your date coming
Run 'em down them he gun em down
I'm hoping that you fast enough
Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothin' because
Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to f-ck with
Bompton Piru's aint nothing to f-ck with
Compton esé's aint nothin' to f-ck with
But they f-ck with me and bitch I love it
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Can't detour when you at war with your city
Why run for?
Just ride with me, just die with me
That gun store, right there
When you fight, don't fight fair
Cause you'll never win
Can't detour when you at war with your city
Why run for?
Just ride with me, just die with me
That gun store, right there
When you fight, don't fight fair
Cause you'll never win
Yeah yeah yeah
Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah
Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah
Kendrick Lamar
Ronald Reagan era
Ronald Reagan era
Estamos lejos de ser buena
No es bueno desde lejos
90 millas por hora hacia abajo Bulevar Compton
Con la parte superior hacia abajo, gritando que no damos un f-ck
Tome mis 40 onzas de libertad mientras ruedo mi romo
Porque los niños no está bien
Oh mierda Niggas
Somethin 'combate para pasar
Esta mierda nigga, nigga Suena esto como 30 teclas en el edificio del tribunal compton
Espero que los perros no lo huelo
Bienvenido al vigilante
802s, así que no me preguntas
Tengo hambre ansioso de mi cuerpo
Voy a rasgar a través de su f-cking despensa
Despegar como un? examinar mi orquesta
Abuelita decía cuando yo soy lo suficientemente
Voy a estar seguro para ser todo lo que puede ser
Usted los niggas Marcus Camby, se lavó para arriba
Coño fijar bragas del ya
Soy el señor Marcus, gettin 'f-CKED, ugh
No se oye nada más difícil ya que Daddy Kane
Tómelo vano, vicodins no podía aliviar el dolor
Pernos del aligeramiento ya golpeó el cuerpo, se pensaba que llovió
Ni una nube a la vista, sólo la mierda que escribo lo suficientemente fuerte
Para estar delante de un tren de carga viaja
¿Está capacitado para ir en contra Drácula
Arrastrando la industria discográfica por mis colmillos
AK clips, clips para billetes y cadenas de oro
Se puede caminar por ahí con un P90 como si fuera la 902s
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
