Duck Down

[Intro] Yo big Chuck this one of them bangers man [Verse 1] Fresh out the drop Chuck Taylors hit the street crackin' the ground There he go with the crack and the pound I'm right here ain't no backin me down Hands on the hot hood, Compton sheriffs pack me down They wanna know about the tattoo tear If I know 50, and why them guns blow like Lionel Richie If my nine get itchy, somebody gotta pass away Like that bitch nigga that killed Jam Master Jay You don't like it, you can come get my ass today I'll be waitin with a vest, ski mask and K Niggas left me for dead back In the day I found out It was a hard knock life without askin' Jay It's a hard knock life then you pass away Rest in peace to Mausberg, pour out a glass of 'Zay This for all my niggas in Compton killin' Give me 5 years nigga I'm bringin' Compton millions [Chorus] Well I come from Murderville Where them gangsta's and hustlers live Little kids out on the block Hollow points and Harlem rocks Don't seem like it's gonna change Look In my eyes you can feel my pain It's a war out on them blocks Duck down when you hear them shots [Verse 2] Back in the building, back to the war By that Jackie Robinson mural I used to sell crack by that wall Hoppin' fences with the crack in my drawers I got bitches that'll hit the penitentiary Stuff the crack in they walls, pause Take off the jewels and the bandanas Let me holler at my nigga Jim Jones and Santana Thanks for representin', but when tecs is spittin' One shot, spin around the block I think we left a witness I'm from the coast where props are never given Fuck rap, I start makin' wooden boxes for a living, nigga They call me Sergeant Slaughter 'cause the sergeants on them S. Carters, Von Dutch's and a quarter water I know Jesus but he don't walk accross no water I call him Je-sus he get that chalk accross the border Off that Grey Goose I put that chalk around your daughter But I got patients and I'm just what the doctor ordered [Chorus] Well I come from Murderville Where them gangsta's and hustlers live Little kids out on the block Hollow points and Harlem rocks Don't seem like it's gonna change Look In my eyes you can feel my pain It's a war out on them blocks Duck down when you hear them shots