Fuck South Bronx, here I go It's finally the time a Compton nigga let him know So I'm grabbing a Glock, and I'm getting a bag of clips Jumping into the Fleetwood, it's time to take a trip Three thousands miles away, but first I gotta get the niggas who put niggas in a hearse Criminalistics, ballistics, I'm coming to kick this shit And now you South Bronx faggots can suck my dick So eat a dick up, and quick-a-ly lick up, and ride the jock Only on the tip because Compton popped So T to the I to the M, motherfucker Stupid silly sucker, you nothing but a clucker Sucking on a dick, like a pipe through the night Tryna recite what Compton writes So when you try to diss, punk, try to say something Fuck South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Tick-tick, bang-bang it's nothin' but a Compton Thang Fuck all you South Bronx niggas, you can't hang With a real Compton nigga getting to the nitty gritty Showin' no mercy, and sayin' Fuck pity 'Cause you silly sounding motherfuckers done ticked me off And definitely gonna feel the wrath of my sawed off Boom, boom, boom, all hit, and not one miss Tim Dog, you fucked up when you tried to diss The Hub city, where true gangstas dwell In the underworld, straight livin' hell Now we're Comin' Out The Cage, and rage, makin' front page With Tweedy Loc's song: What's Really Goin' On? Plus this one, it got your heart bumping and thumping Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga Att Will'll prick ya like a stick real quick Bang, boom, like a thrown brick Had the Bronx fiending for this Compton dick Instead of striking on city walls, I'm searching for Tim Dog Stroking his mind just before he fucking with heart That trickster never been in Compton, and better not come And KRS too, you sucker, you ain't number one Because we got the Tweedy Locsta, he's down with us J-O-E and A-Love, they down with us Hittman D and M-O-E, they down with us Nini X and D Mark, they down with us Ray Cannon, ah ch-yeah, they down with us Just lettin' you know, your rhymes and beats are rust and dust So hear me bust, just telling you Bronx suckas the deal You wanna step in the ring, you better call out the real punk You're through, stepped on with a Nike shoe By a true nigga from the West Bang, bang to your chest But you ain't heard shit, 'cause I ain't said nothing But fuck South Bronx, you motherfuckers can't touch Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Fuck South Bronx, motherfucker, this is Compton The hardest city where bitches get gunned down Talking shit like a bitch from a distance Can lead to a long term motherfucking ass-whooping Y'all fools talk shit like you're heaven sent And ain't nothin' but some motherfucking hypocrites Fuck with me and I'ma break ya down like a stick And drop your ass like a motherfucking brick See I'm the type nigga to take your ass for a ride And leave you fucked up strangled off in Riverside I might be crazy, but my name ain't Smitty You can fuck Eazy, but you can't fuck my city Now what you think of that, South motherfucking Bronx Hittman D is straight stompin' on chumps And for the record, I'ma still be stomping Fuck South Bronx, this is Eastside Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them It's Tweedy Loc coming from the motherfucking Compton clique So all y'all South Bronx bitches, listen to the hit Say so long to D-Nice and KRS-None They motherfucking preachers, but I preach with my gun Yelling Stop The Violence: Like a goddamn sucka Watch Boogie Down Blood flow down the fucking gutter Right Where Tim Dog's at, on a motherfucking stretcher Laying in a body bag for fucking with the dogcatcher Bronx ain't shit, and if they wanna come Then I will reign supreme over nearly everyone Step to me, nigga, and you best be bulletproof 'Cause Tim Dog, you's a bitch and so is ya whole crew Tweedy Bird Loc gotta have it like that So close your eyes while I pull your fucking skull Then I'll fuck you up in your own backyard It'll be a murder one when I rip out the fucking heart I teach ya motherfuckers, 'cause you met a lunatic All ya'll fucked up punks are full of shit You South Bronx motherfuckers need to learn something 'Cause you bitch made ass niggas could never touch Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, this is Compton Fuck the South Bronx, nigga, well, let's fuck them