A New Nite / Rosecrans Groove - DJ Quik, Problem, Shy Carter

Big city, big city, big city

What it is?

Where you stay?

Everytime I come 'round

I’m so ready for whatever

Cause I can’t go down

Cause these streets don’t love nobody

And these hoes don’t love nobody

And these streets don’t love nobody

But themselves

I’m just tryna spread love through these Compton streets

Hey DJ Quik need a Compton beat

Fuck around and have babies with some Compton freaks

Real beef ass wings you’ll be gone in weeks

Street shit like sight

Lotta niggas start hating when you fucking these hoes

Lotta niggas start hating when you getting the cash

Everyday gotta stuff more cash in the stack

Black bitches with titties, white bitches with ass

Hit the chach with a knock, I put my boy on the lick

Brought it back like a G, rolls out of the sheet

Knew some niggas girls back when they was swallowing dick

So they remember the times Michael Jackson don’t

These niggas know I fuck so they flexing though

Now a nigga think he gotta be mad at me

Keep it cool though you know my niggas blast at me

What it is?

Where you stay?

Everytime I come 'round (tonight)

I’m so ready for whatever

Cause I can’t go down (tonight)

Cause these streets don’t love nobody

And these hoes don’t love nobody

And these streets don’t love nobody

But themselves

Now this the kinda beat that I might need Dre on

Them 14 hours studio sessions, I’m a stay on

The kind of on that makes you go higher and higher

I sleep when I’m dead I come alive when I’m tired

Now this the kind of beat I make when I’m just dippin'

The bassline sound like my fingers set-trippin'

On what better spot the El Segundo and Central

This the intersection that made me make instrumentals

I got haters in the outfield lookin' at me

I got ladies in the front row looking OG

I got a stiff pair of Levi 501s in my britches

And got a stiff third leg for when I’m dogging my bitches

I got a working record label, what the hell y’all got?

I got Jimmy Purple Haze, what the hell y’all got?

And I still own the equipment that brought my deal

But smart enough to buy multiples cause y’all niggas steal

What it is?

Where you stay?

Everytime I come 'round (tonight)

I’m so ready for whatever

Cause I can’t go down (tonight)

Cause these streets don’t love nobody

And these hoes don’t love nobody

And these streets don’t love nobody

But themselves

Problems gon' come you gotta deal with them

Fake niggas stop politicin' on real niggas

Talking Breezy on motherfuckers that kill with him

Snitch right on his partner then go and chill with him

Right at his momma house like nothin' happened

Cops hit his momma house while his granny nappin'

Hoes make niggas turn to somethin' else

There gotta be a better way shit is somethin' else

Cause this baller just ain’t gon' stop no time soon

No, oh, oh, so you might as well get into the money like I do

Woah, woah, woah

What it is?

Where you stay?

Everytime I come 'round (tonight)

I’m so ready for whatever

Cause I can’t go down (tonight)

Cause these streets don’t love nobody

And these hoes don’t love nobody

And these streets don’t love nobody

But themselves

She let him roll that ass

Shake it to the floor

And when she shake that ass

The DJ hit it next

She likes it Compton

She likes it Compton

She let him roll that ass

Shake it to the floor

And when she shake that ass

The DJ hit it next

She like it Compton

She likes it Compton