jumpin {*King T starts speakin, indecipherable*} [King T] I'm comin "Straight Outta Compton" with a loose cannon Smoke big green, call it Bruce Banner Watch your manners, at last
in the city of the purple sprite Someone tell [? ] I'm on fire she should work tonight Call her King of Diamonds and tell China it be worth the flight I'll be at
paralyzed from her feet to her thighs And the man who pulled the trigger didn't even lose his necktie Hi/I check Jimmy cuttin hair at the barbershop
birds in the safe Ski mask in the cut hand, keys to the Maybach Where you lay at, bitch, I scope I never miss where I spray at Underground King, nigga
truck and AR With drop twohundred thousand and then fuck it off King of the hell got em done bitch cut raw She begged the last nigga, on as if she suckin
go back to Philly I forgot my cheese stake, that's what I told the cops So they wouldn't get the dogs start searching for the glock And I can't forget, B
I'm leave you Then I'm find Havoc, make him walk through Queens nude With Black Wallstreet tattooed on his back Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they bustin guns But last
It's cuz I love you!"] [Verse 2] I had dreams of fuckin' an R'n'B bitch like Mya When I saw dat ass on a front of that King Read the article in a magazine
naw nigga Hackensack Where's that somewhere where the crackers at Real far from where the roaches and rats is at Come to Compton I'll show you where the racquet's at
Look at this silly mu'fuckers Y'all are some silly mu'fuckers I say "hands up" Shorty wanna kick it with me Get dat wack shit off B.E.T Turn the channel