Gutter

[Intro]

Ayo yo dis be da reason why I do dis shit

Straight da fuck outta Compton

Reapin' that muthafuckin' N.W.A

I got a lot of love fo' Dre

No Dre beats on da Album

But it ain't no love loss nigga, thats ma nigga

We do it fo' da muthafuckin' Westside nigga what

[Verse 1]

Soon as the breaks hit the snare my Dodger fitted in the air

I graduated form the school of Hard Knocks like yeah

So what da fuck you niggas rhymin' about

If Hip-Hop was a pussy I'll knock the linin' out

Then I get low like they ride in the South, yea I'm dirty

I shine without the diamonds in my mouth say

Cheese, take a picture of the gold Ds

Then picture me rollin' with the top back on a 6-4 please

Get the fuck up off my ass

For I put my foot on the break then slam on the gas

Burn rubbaer like the Daytona 500

Where I'm from you get Daytonas for 500

Get a casket for free

How the fuck could I stay off MTV News

When niggas askin' fo' Beef

Talkin' bout' they gon Kill Game when they say these things

I wear the .45 in L.A. like I'm A.C. Green

[Chorus]

I'm the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

Westside til' I die Compton motherfucka'

I be the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

Fuck the world Straight Outta Compton motherfucka'

[Verse 2]

I shine for niggas behind bars, I ain't got that Diddy glow

Black Rose in the cement, I got that New Jack City flow

Black Rolls sittin' low 22 dippin' gold bangin' Friend or Foe, feel me

Yeah, went from a young-and-dumbin' to the second comin'

Niggas can't see inside the Phantom I call them Stevie Wonder

It never rained Southern California everyday is summer

Even when the sky's grey its still hot for the block runners

Stop frontin', I told niggas the same day Dre signed me

I would come out and do 2Pac numbers

I drop classics, what other rapper makin' hits

I stay hard cause all you niggas hangin' from my dick

Louie Vuitton bandana on my face

Jesse James of the Rap game I'm takin Hova's place

If life was a crap game and I was dealt the Ace

Never wanted to be King just wanted to meet Dre

[Chorus]

I'm the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

Bringin' the crown back to Compton motherfucka', yeah

I be the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

Polishin' the throne in Compton motherfucka, yeah

[Verse 3]

I can't forget about da Hustlers in the hood

Same Sean John jeans as yesterday, waitin' for the customers

Nigga I us to be them, all black B.M

From the A.M. to the P.M. fiends call me the G.M

I was the general manager watchin' them baggin' Grammies up

Like John Legend and Black Eye Peas, black hoodie on

Black Chuck Taylors, haha, watchin' for the black van

Some niggas call them Pac-Man, know watch me get Ghost

In that white on white 550, 55 on the dash

Gotta' drive slow homie, Kanye in the dash

Let the sun roof back and the chronic smoke out

Low Pro Pirellis so the Giovannis poke out

Gwen Stefani ridin' shotgun yeah I'm high no doubt

But not too high to Nextel chirp and have them boys roll out

See I'm that one rapper gun clapper compared to the unstabber

Lyrically insane motherfucka' and when I'm done, blaow

[Chorus]

I'm the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

You wanna war? Meet me in Compton motherfucka, yeah

I be the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

Fuck you 'cause I'm from Compton motherfucka'

[Outro]

This the reason I do what I do man

'Cause you niggas can't fuckin' do this shit

Niggas got the number one fuckin' song on the radio

Number one on the Billboard charts

But niggas ain't number one on the streets

See that's where I come in, the West Coast don

It don't stop niggas

Long as Scott Storch on the motherfuckin' beat

And I put the pen to the pad, I'll tell you what I do

I put the motherfuckin' pen on the pad

I let the motherfuckin' pen go and it start writing itself

That's how motherfuckin' classic my shit be

Everytime around this motherfucka', the Documentary?!

Fuck that album nigga, that wasn't shit

I probably won't even reach my full potential

'Till the next album, but for now?! This what I got

[Chorus]

I'm the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

Westside til' I die Compton motherfucka', break it

I be the rawest, most gutter

In the street with the fiends and the coke cutters

Disrespect yo' whole click and I don't stutter

Fuck the world Straight Outta Compton motherfucka'