40 ounces ain't the only thing poppin'. 'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin'. Low lows ain't the only thing droppin'. Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching niggas yell "Compton!".
40 ounces ain't the only thing poppin'. 'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin'. Low lows ain't the only thing droppin'. Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching niggas yell "Compton!".