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coming from compton (the game diss) - lil eazy-e lyrics

[intro]
*phone dialing*

*phone ringing*

unknown guy: [?], sup n*gga?

unknown guy 2: yo where e at?

unknown guy: hold on

lil eazy: h*llo

unknown guy: hey cuzz. heard that n*gga talkin’ sh*t out there, man, what’s up? [?] this n*gga or what?

[verse 1: lil eazy]
i heard the streets been talkin’ (uh)
you keep sayin’ my name, that n*gga game gon’ be layin’ in a coffin
i’m the motherf*ckin’ prince of compton
first and last, don’t make me the first to blast
you the type i would murk and laugh
’cause you’s a phony, walk around like you was the homie
knowin’ d*mn well you was never close to e (nah)
jayceon who the h*ll you supposed to be (huh?)
on my block i got homies who can post (yeah) and squeeze and have a motherf*cka layin’ face down (uh) in the streets
certified g and i ain’t have to pay for that, knowin’ e brought you all your little fame and rap
i drop sixteen now i’m gettin’ paid from rap (yeah)
how lame is that?
you sound just like a b*tch when she start to bleed (uh)
you gon’ have a n*gga trippin’ once i spark this weed
the oe keep a n*gga straight, f*ck that vodka, can’t waste time dealin’ with these punk imposters
had to holla at the doctor so he know what’s poppin’ (sh*t)
lil e is the name and i’m comin’ from compton (uh)
[chorus: prodigy sample, lil eazy & dr. dre sample]

peep game

he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him

peep game

he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him

[verse 2: lil eazy]
real recognize real my n*gga (yeah)
you used to be a stripper in the club ’cause you ain’t no k!ller (nah)
loc n*gga to the death, know the set i claim
in the hood, homies asked, never said you bang
fed could change a motherf*cker in a new york minute
you from compton but keep puttin’ new york in it
i’m a west coast n*gga get respect from both, the tattoo on your arm is disrespect to loc
gotta smoke ’cause this n*gga keep workin’ my nerves
i’m have that b*tterfly in his face on the curb (uh)
don’t get served tryna hit me wit a come back verse
already know in the streets i’m come back worse
the truth hurts and i hate to expose you homie
before the game your nick name it was doja (haha)
he’s a phony and a fake, can’t relate to e (uh)
certified and i’m comin’ from the cpt, yeah
[chorus: prodigy sample, lil eazy & dr. dre sample]

peep game

he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him

peep game

he a fake and he know it, i’m that truth, i’ll show him

- lil eazy e lyrics

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