She Gotta Be From Compton

Yeah

Willi BANZ

Santana block

Compton crippin, look

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)

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

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)

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

Yeah, we just vibin', no pressure, no stress

Faces in the shadows, secrets we possess

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?

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?

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

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?

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