I'm Looking

I'm from Compton where them guns bust, watch Poppa George pop
 Cats tellin' jokes at them car games, seen big face hundreds
 Handle the rock like Nate Archibald, what, this nigga only sixteen
 And I wanted to be, just like him, middle school fightin'
 Any nigga with a chip on his shoulder, whattup nigga
 You want beef with me, now I let the heat speak for me
 No more talkin', just outline chalkin'
 Nigga with a attitude from birth, a hundred miles and running
 Gunnin', bustin' shots like fuck the cops
 Notorious for burnin' blocks, weavin' in and out of traffic and chop
 Game the young Robin Hood of the block
 Steal from the rich, give to the poor, coward niggas rock
 Second comin' of this black Alfred Hitchcock
 Kick in the door wavin' the four-four
 Ten shots to your spleen
 Let them violins sing
 Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in this game
 Young'uns runnin' with 'caine
 Rain hits so we floodin' the game
 When you come to Compton, respect the grounds, leave you shook man
 (And I look good, from Compton to Brooklyn)
 Hey yo, I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice
 Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure
 (Dead presidents is all I represent)
 ('Til y'all met me y'all niggas ain't met gangsta yet)
 Fast cars, money and muscle, the hustle, I was brought up in the 80's
 Gangbangin', dope traffic, shit get crazy
 From where niggas grow up hard like dicks raised
 Them hustlin' guns like nicks players, we got mouths to feed
 'Til they put flowers on me, moms kiss my cold cheek
 In that pine box, I'm buyin' rocks, eyein' cops
 Fuck a cell block, the young kid makin' it happen
 Who you think got them fiends runnin' back like Bo Jackson?
 I'm a gangsta, what else could I say?
 I'm ahead of myself like it's Y4K
 2Pac, Scarface, N.W.A.
 Taught me how to dodge them bullets, keep my wig in play
 Keep fo' snug in the waist or pay a thousand to have 'em
 Niggas in the street move faster than Michael Jackson's album
 But the shit don't really matter to me, we get better G
 Bet the four slow 'em down like PCP
 Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in this game
 Young'uns runnin' with 'caine
 Rain hits so we floodin' the game
 When you come to Compton respect the grounds, leave you shook man
 (And I look good, from Compton to Brooklyn)
 Hey yo I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice
 Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure
 (Dead presidents is all I represent)
 ('Til y'all met me y'all niggaz ain't met gangsta yet)
 Real gangsters never talk shit, handle they business
 Fuck the dry snitchin' and bitchin', niggas die when them bullets fly
 Who fuckin' with him, huh, not a nigga alive
 End up dead in that five
 He got no sympathy for them dead guys, friend or foe
 Watch that chest cave in, what that vest savin'?
 Make it sloppy for the autopsy, leave my enemies in a frenzy
 On the front lines, holdin' a 9
 Everyday a new chapter, my own niggas plottin' on me
 Tryin' to hit me but they won't get me
 Feel the semi first fuckin' with my dough, it's the worst way to go
 Y'all know, niggas cry when them bullets burn slow dummy
 In and out of spots, watchin' my money
 If one dollar come up missin', bodies start to come up missin'
 No one too heavy for the expedition, piss on your corpse
 Watch your soul shiver, throw him in the river, bitch nigga
 Ghetto nigga stuck in this game
 Young'uns runnin' with 'caine
 Rain hits so we floodin' the game
 When you come to Compton respect the grounds, leave you shook man
 (And I look good, from Compton to Brooklyn)
 Hey yo, I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice
 Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure
 (Dead presidents is all I represent)
 ('Til y'all met me y'all niggaz ain't met gangsta yet)