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comptonasstg - stop my grind lyrics

[intro]
woadie

[verse 1: compton-sstg]
if you ain’t with us you against us, you can’t f-ck with us
if you go against us, on the gang, you gon’ buck with us
you could never break us up, cause the loyalty stuck with us
n-gg-s better buckle up, cause it’s finna be a wild ride
it ain’t no doubt b-tch we outside
better have ya heat, cause it ain’t good on atlantic drive
try to talk it out and left him stankin’ with his mouth wide
cause we don’t peace treat a pc in the south side
granny was religious, wonder where i found this lifestyle
always was a knuckle head ain’t no tellin’ me to pipe down
you owe me somethin’, tear it off i need it right now
yo circle in the circus that just mean you n-gg-s all clowns
rollin’ with the troopas who be troopin’ ’til the man down
we don’t see ’em out we hold position, we gon’ stand ground
rollin’ with the troopas who be troopin’ ’til the man down
we don’t see ’em out we hold position, we gon’ stand ground
ain’t no buyin’ grams from this trap b-tch we sell pounds
how you claim you gang gang but n-gg-s never see you ’round
p.o on some bullsh-t talkin’ bout i gotta sit it down
told her see you when they catch me, in other words i’ma see you ’round

[chorus: ray vaughn]
why these n-gg-s tryna’ stop my shine
why these n-gg-s tryna’ stop my grind
i done been places where the sun don’t shine
but these n-gg-s never stop my grind

[verse 2: compton-sstg]
now homies wanna trip on homies, f-ck that let’s go get active n-gg-
ridin’ down atlantic somethin’ like a fear factor n-gg-
goons on alert, they go berserk and we’ll clap a n-gg-
wet ’em like baptism, yeah we got straps with us
ay to the fade, on my momma b-tch i’m that n-gg-
four hoes on the boulevard, ask joss b-tch i’m that n-gg-
bounce out on the suckas with a tommy no hilfiger
mom respect my gangsta, she even told me i’m a real n-gg-
it’s like back in school, how we takin’ all these field trips
they think i slowed down cause i start rapping’, cuz i’m still trippin
just cause you don’t see me don’t mean i’m not in the field n-gg-, no studio we real crippin’
no m-sseuse, cause i don’t feel n-gg-s
august 3rd, ’96 mama made a locc
raised around gangstas, don’t panic sh-t ain’t a joke
i just talk the bangin’, still troopin’ even on the fo’
watch out for them snakes, cuz they’ll get you while you at your low

[chorus: ray vaughn]
why these n-gg-s tryna’ stop my shine
why these n-gg-s tryna’ stop my grind
i done been places where the sun don’t shine
but these n-gg-s never stop my grind

[outro: compton-sstg]
i tell no lies, you lose your soul
tell no tales, the truth be told
if you know me then you know
that i’ma gangsta
i’ma gangsta

i tell no lies, you lose your soul
tell no tales, the truth be told
if you know me then you know
that i’ma gangsta
i’ma gangsta

- comptonasstg lyrics

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