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Is Your Is on Is You Ain't (Ma Baby) [From Follow the Boys] (From Follow the Boys)

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  • 2015.09.15
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(N.W.A.'s "Straight Outta Compton" plays) 'Eazy is his name and the boys is coming (Straight Outta C..)' [record is suddenly cut off] Hold it now, wait, hold it That's PLAYED out [DJ cuts and scratches] hit it! Straight up Watts! [x4] The latest tape and it's out, from the LA town Four niggaz from Watts, operate with rhymes If you woke up late, then I'ma pull out the nine Millimete but it's bound to go deep, as I proceed To the next line, born in LA, Watts raised me up Not Compton where if I was a sell-out I'd be a Stupid motherfucker but I'm not, no I'm not a zero Tell you whatup, c'mon, niggaz ain't hero You ran 100 Miles to avoid a jack The Bottom group will meet yo' ass on the tracks It's vinyl put to walls, you can't hang, how can your figure Let's be honest - have you ever squeezed a trigger? In the late 70's yo the courthouse was built A year later the first nigga was kilt (Caught stealing hubcaps, is that a fact?) Nah but I'm sure it was somethin like that Where I'm from niggaz are BROKE, and fuck bein RUTHLESS If you're RUTHLESS, ass'll be TOOTHLESS Bow till they feel the flipside straight stompin And I ain't from Compton Straight up Watts! [x4] [Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton" Straight up Watts! [x4] [Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton" Hey close the doors and windows, hide your goods When the Bottom of Watts is in your motherfuckin hood Hold my zone with a vicious appetite And we'll take your shit (after we take your life) That's why these suckers think twice about comin to Watts You know it's real gangbangers, murders and dope spots (This ain't no lookalike shit) my city's for real So don't commit suicide, come to Watts and get killed And you fake motherfuckers ?takin all of the streets? I'ma let my posse tell you (that shit sound weak!) My lyrics don't lie niggaz die everyday You better check your map, cause Watts in in LA (South Central motherfucker) where the shit is CRITICAL Brothers killin brothers makin blacks look PITIFUL You wanna make a change and roll with my crew? And Chief Darryl Gates, FUCK YOU! But hold up a second let's get back to the topic Niggaz from Compton think Watts can't rock it We rock steady cause they musta ?been soft? [DJ rewinds] I ain't from Compton! Straight up Watts! [x4] [Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton" Straight up Watts! [x4] [Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton" (Watts everyday that there's thumbs up) Nah, thumbs down They didn't take us serious, now I'ma clown From state to state, every underground, city Will know that I'm from the land, of no pity Hittin your city like a demon on the loose Watts is in effect (givin Compton a boot!) (Hug the microphone, Dee spit The dope shit that the suckers can't fuck with!) A miracle incline, whenever I rhyme mine Suckers will rewind, and try to de-sign Somethin that sound ("like" - Slick Rick) But ain't hittin ("like") The way the that Dirty Kev rock the mic On stage I'ma motherfuckin Watts baller With a posse full of shitstarters you don't want a war Gangsterish hits, what you meants, to create Eighty-eight was the time (in ninety-one we had to wait!) I peep the rookies in rap, boo, Bitches With Attitudes (Talkin about another nigga's jack moves!) But the topic of discussion is rhymes perpetrated Play at the role of a ganster (you gettin faded!) Talkin that same gang, you down with the real thang Check the charts, it's nineties niggaz still dyin man (The Bottom posse crew comin live and direct) Straight from the niggaz in Garden Projects If you don't know what set, try the heart of the city A controversial rap, but we feel no pity The job wasn't done (someone had to do it) They called up my crew (and we got right to it) When you think of LA (niggaz think Compton) (But where was Compton when Watts was stompin) We speakin on the 70's and even the 60's Compton was somewhere singin ?Saint Dixie? Back then it was a place for the upper class folks The other side of town our parents were broke Blacks moved to Compton, they thought it was a privelege I remember when they first built the Village They try to make it appear that Watts is forgotten OFTB means Operatin From The Bottom The last nigga played us (I shot him!) We comin on strong yeah we must check Compton You niggaz need to know that Watts is stompin! (Crack em) I ain't from Compton [flatline]

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