Lyrics

[Intro] *Helicopter flying overhead* Ladies and gentleman I'd like to introduce myself I'm Guerilla Black And I'd like to take y'all for a walk through my place called Guerilla City AKA Compton, home of the legends It's a cold place to be at baby Uh, uh [Chorus] When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up [Verse 1] When you walk through my city you can tell it's a cold vibe Look at the eyes of the young niggas and old guys You can see the hurt the old cats on the inside The young niggas stay smokin sherm And ain't no promise I'll see tomorrow It's just me my Pro-Club khakis and my beat up Monte Carlo With Bond-o on the bulletholes Bandana on the steering wheel dashboard with photos of my old hoes Smokin' Newports up Compton Boulevard I'm gettin older and the younger niggas stompin hard I got a problem mama sayin' get a job My girl bitchin and they killed my little nigga Rob I got a link on some blocks with my niggas up in Watts And they told me that they fresh out the box Shit fuck a EDD I got work nigga It's called crack cocaine it hit ya turf nigga [Chorus] When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up [Verse 2] The hood uniform done changed Now they in throwbacks and Akademics and they still gangbang And the Crips wear more red than the Bloods do Neither the enemy or the hood loves you And the smokers still pulling on pipe dreams Them youngins' crush dro and in the blunts they lit light green The night seems like it never will end My nigga blew the whole rack I suffered till then Look in my eyes it ain't all palm trees and dody smoke Bunch of hood minded muthafuckas holdin' heat for sho' Jump in they Supa patrol the hood block for block now Let the pigeons out the coop when the Johnnies hound Dice games and slapboxing is a hood sport Chili cheese fries, deuce deuce, and a Newport Will hold a nigga down until he think his next thought I thank God for being here nigga just to talk [Chorus] When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up [Verse 3] I got a warrant up in Torrance I don't give a fuck I ain't payin' shit Send me to the county to the dorm where I can play it sick Watching big screens, taking showers, on the phone Sharpen up my toothbrush just in case homes And them other eses start tripping Swing with my right nigga keep the left one sticking Until they tear gas and pepper spray this bitch down I got three days left until I'm back out And when I touch down back in the CPT I got the pack of cigs I ain't smoke in 'bout two weeks Niggas blowin' up my cellphone to know the whole scoop Niggas break down your story better than you do Shit, that's the hood for you niggas know the info I'm back in the Monte Carlo with a nympho Headed to the studio, Westeren And she got the hoes buy the booty for my pleasures man [Chorus] When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up When I'm in Guerilla City And I got my killas with me In khakis and chucks, gats untucked Don't fuck around and get your ass sprayed up [Outro] Muthafuckas don't wanna get caught on this side of town nigga It's real crazy over here muthafucka We got some of everything crackin' over here we got prostitution Muthafuckas got ARs, muthafuckas got little mini-MACs We got all that shit and I got the thirstiest muthafuckas in the world You can be a grown man get your ass whooped by an eleven year old nigga I'm telling you nigga these niggas is 'bout it 'bout it Haha It's real muthafucka you bring your ass on this side nigga I'm tellin you nigga We put fear in muthafuckas hearts for years nigga Niggas know how we riding as soon as we hit the county What's up You know C-O-M-P-T-O-N C-O-M-P-T-O-N nigga