A New Nite / Rosecrans Groove lyrics

[Part I: A New Nite]

[Intro: Problem]
Is that my f*cking pager going off?

[Hook: Shy Carter]
Big city, big city, big city
Forty links, Forty stares
Everytime I come 'round
Oh so ready for whatever
Cause it can 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

[Verse 1: Problem]
I'm just tryna spread love through these Compton streets
Hit DJ Quik, need a Compton beat
f*ck around and have babies with some Compton freaks
Real beef has wings, you'll be gone in weeks
Street sh*t like sight [?] stay on my toes
Lotta n*ggas start hating when you f*cking these hoes
Lotta n*ggas start hating when you getting the cash
Everyday gotta stuff more cash in the stack
Black b*tches with titties, white b*tches 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 sh*t
Knew some n*ggas girls back when they was swallowing di*k
So they remember the times Michael Jackson know
These n*ggas know I f*ck so they flexing though
Now a n*gga think he gotta be mad at me
Keep it cool though you know my n*ggas blast happy
[Hook: Shy Carter]
Forty links, forty stares
Everytime I come 'round (tonight)
Oh so ready for whatever
Cause it can 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

[Verse 2: DJ Quik]
Now this the kinda beat that I might need Dre on
Them 14 hours studio sessions, I'mma 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 doggy my b*tches
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 n*ggas steal
[Hook: Shy Carter]
Forty links, forty stares
Everytime I come 'round (tonight)
I'm so ready for whatever
Cause it can 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

[Verse 3: Problem]
Problems gon' come you gotta deal with them
Fake n*ggas stop politicin' on real n*ggas
Talking greezy on motherf*ckers 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 n*ggas turn to somethin' else
There gotta be a better way sh*t is somethin' else
Cause this balling 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

[Hook: Shy Carter]
Forty links, forty stares
Everytime I come 'round (tonight)
Oh so ready for whatever
Cause it can 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
[Part II: Rosecrans Grove]

[Refrain]
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