Blood of Christ lyrics

by

Tyga


[Produced by Dawaun Parker]

[Intro]
Ayy, Dawaun, we gonna let this motherf*cker breathe for a minute
It's still aftermath, it's still aftermath
Now when I said we gonna let this motherf*cker breathe
I meant this motherf*cking beat is dead
Were gonna preform CPR to bring that motherf*cker back to life
Now let that motherf*cker breathe

[Hook]
Compton's my city, that motherf*cker ain't never pretty
Gave Pac life, them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie

[Verse 1]
Notoriouses, bring that Benz in
I'm about a dollar, n*gga f*ck 50 Cent
I heard Tony Yayo can't pay the rent
I heard Lloyd Banks can't pay the rent
I beat the G-Unit out of 40 Glocc
Sue me for forty grand, that same forty will get you shot
IPhone in my hand doing the forty whop
That n*gga looked up and thought he saw 40 Pacs
Looking out of my window I see forty cops
Trying to serve me that subpoena, I'm on this Xbox
2 Chainz voice, smoking that Wiz Khalifa
Somebody pass the Waka Flocka, let me spit this ether
Yeah let me spit this ether
Yeah yeah yeah, 'til it blow the speaker
From eating Reese's Pieces to pulling guns out
For that Little Caesar's Pizza
All the way to jacking n*ggas for their Jesus pieces
I'm God to you b*tch ass n*ggas put that on Matthew, Paul and Peter
[Hook]
Compton's my city, that motherf*cker ain't never pretty
Gave Pac life, them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Compton's my city, that motherf*cker ain't never pretty
Gave Pac life, them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie

[Verse 2]
f*ck with me, f*ck with me
f*ck with me, n*gga you stuck with me
Forever and ever and ever
Shyne Po ain't rich, Shyne po'
All the way in Belize with Kendrick's di*k in his throat
Good kid, mad city, mad kid, bad city
Nothing from Compton could ever be trash
You hear that n*gga voice sound like a di*k in his ass
He reminiscing, a Compton n*gga's b*tch in prison
Used to be Christian, now that n*gga Jew
Can't step foot in America so what he gon' do
P.Diddy's stuntman, Jackie Chan your ass through
Hood pass revoked, get your f*cking brains blew
Blood on that yarmulke, now you really Piru
Soon as they killed Biggie that man became you
But you couldn't become him cause you were shooting at the roof
[Hook]
Compton's my city, that motherf*cker ain't never pretty
Gave Pac life, them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Compton's my city, that motherf*cker ain't never pretty
Gave Pac life, them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie
Them motherf*ckers that killed Biggie

[Outro]
I always wondered why Puff wasn't in that truck
I said I always wondered why Puff wasn't in that truck
Let that b*tch breathe, let that b*tch breathe
This my motherf*cking city
Five motherf*cking albums
The Doc*mentary, classic
Doctor's Advocate, classic
Everything in between that sh*t and Jesus piece, classic
Them muf*ckin grams, [?]
Chop it up, rock it up
Do whatever the f*ck you gotta do to get yo muthaf*ckin paper
Shoutout to my n*gga Dr. Dre
He ain't ever gotta put out Detox, now that he got me and f*cking Kendrick
And them muthaf*ckin Dre Beats you got on yo muthaf*ckin head
That n*gga made a billion dollars off a muthaf*ckin headphone
Mad kid, bad city, yea
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