DJ Quik — Born and Raised in Compton Live

[Verse 1] Now everybody wants to know the truth about a brother named Quik I come from the school of the sly, wicked and the slick A lotta people already know excatly where it's at 'Cause it's the home of the jackers and the crack (Compton) Yes, the name of the hometown I'm goin' down in the town where my name is all around Suckers just be havin' a fit, and that's a pity But I ain't doin' nothin' but (claimin' my city) See, my lyrics I'm doublin' up and provin' to niggas that I can throw I'm passin a natural ten or four or six or eight before I go Yes, I'm definitely freestylin', all the while I'm still profilin' Nеver a trickster, DJ Quikster stеals the show So, that's how I'm livin' I do as I please, you see A motherfucker that's up on reality 'Cause everybody knows you have to be stompin' If you're (born and raised in Compton) Can't hear y'all [Chorus] (Born and raised) (Born and raised) What? What we doin'? (Born and raised) West Coast (Born and raised in Compton) Yes (Born and raised) Yes (Born and raised) Yes Where you from, fool? (Compton) [Verse 2] Now, Compton is the place where the homeboys chill, you see But then I found that it wasn't no place for me 'Cause way back in the day, somebody musta wanted me to quit 'Cause they broke in my house and cold stole my shit They musta thought that I was gonna play the punk role Just because my equipment got stole But I ain't goin out like no sucker-ass clown They found they couldn't keep a dope nigga down So here's some bass in your face, motherfucker, silly sucker- Ass clucker, now you're duckin', 'cause you can't stop a brother Like the Quiksta, 'cause I'm true to the game You're lame, and things ain't gon' never be the same 'Cause a nigga like the Quik is takin' over I really don't think I should have to explain it Oh yes, I'm a dog, but my name ain't Rover And I'm the kinda nigga that's feelin' no pain Sometimes I have to wear a bulletproof vest Because I got the CPT sign written across my chest A funky motherfucker never ceases to impress My name is DJ Quik, so you can (fuck the rest) I'm comin' like this, and I'm comin' directly Suckers get dain-bramaged if I'm doin' damage quite effectively Rhymin' is a battlezone and suckers have no win 'Cause I'm a veteran from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N, nigga [Chorus] (Born and raised) Make some motherfuckin' noise (Born and raised) Can I hear you make some noise? (Born and raised) Make some West Coast noise (Born and raised in Compton) California (Born and raised) Can I hear you make some noise? (Born and raised) Can I hear you make some noise? (Born and raised) Get louder, make some noise (Born and raised in Compton) [Bridge] Rock I, rock the big beat I, hear the sound, yeah Rock and roll I, rock the big beat I, hear the sound, yeah [Outro] Can I hear you say "Compton"? Come on Compton, come on Compton, come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on What? What? What? What? Compton Compton Compton Can I hear you say "Compton"? Yes