She Gotta Be From Compton

[Intro]
Yeah
Willi BANZ
Santana block
Compton crippin, look
[Verse 1]
I know she ain't trippin, Willi BANZ in the building
Baby thicker than the plot when the homies start squillin
Big butt sitting like it got its own address
Got the whole block stuck, tryna process
Blue fitted, low fade, yeah I'm really outside
On the corner where they still let the lowriders glide
She walked past, whole world hit slow-mo
In my head I said, "Ooooh," almost let the hood know (damn)
[Chorus]
She gotta be from COMPTON (yeah)
Ain't no way she ain't
Walk like Rosecrans raised her up
Talk like she run that lane
She gotta be from COMPTON (COMPTON)
From the turf to the swap meet, same
When she turned around I said in my head
"Ooooh," put that on the gang
[Verse 2]
Nails done, hair laid, but she still talk slick
You can tell she know the code, who you really rock with
Tat on her thigh say "block" in the font from the wall
She like, "You from where?" when she heard me make the call
Chuck Taylors on her feet, but she move like a star
Say she only feel safe when she close to the yard
Santana block baby, yeah she know what it is
If looks could bang, she'd be up for the skids (fo'real)
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Westside, eastside, but the aura hit different
Every step heavy like the pavement still listening
If Cali had a face, it’d look just like this
[whispered vocals] From the city of the twist, lil' miss, don't miss
[Chorus]
[Intro]
Yeah, we just vibin', no pressure, no stress
Faces in the shadows, secrets we possess
[Verse 1]
Turned to the homie FACE, what's the verdict, East or West?
He paused, then shrugged, just a nod, no stress
Switching lanes, changing games, life’s a test
Gave up Santana, then he laughed, what's next?
[Pre-Chorus]
Questions in the night, secrets that we keep
Moving silent, undercover, valleys deep
Echoes of the past, memories unspeakable
Who’s really in control, unbreakable?
[Chorus]
East or West, which road you choose?
Face the truth, got nothing to lose
Laughing at the chaos, cruising through
Stories unfold, it's all brand new
[Bridge]
Shadows dancing in the neon light
Choices made in the heat of night
Face to face, no fear, just pride
East or West, where do we hide?
[Outro]
Laughed at the end, but we rise again
Homie FACE, respect, no pretend
East or the West, it’s all a game
In the end, we just chase the fame
[Verse]

rap, Laid-back West Coast bounce with glossy leads and deep, rubbery bass. Male vocals in a confident, playful pocket, ad-libs tucked behind main phrases. Hook explodes with stacked gang vocals, clap-heavy drums, and wide stereo pads. Verses stay sparse to let the storytelling sit upfront; short turnaround bridge with filtered beat drop before final hook.