YG brags that he’s the “only one that made it out the West without Dre.”
YG brags that he’s the “only one that made it out the West without Dre.”

Things I enjoyed more than Dr. Dre‘s Compton: A Soundtrack by Dre:

• Last week’s Rethuglican debate. Fly, Donald Trump! You’re a walking crazy-thermometer for white America, you piece of shit.

• Literally everything else Dr. Dre has ever done (especially finally admitting that Detox is never coming out).

• YG‘s “Twist My Fingaz.”

On the aforementioned “Fingaz,” YG recounts getting shot outside the studio, stanches the flow of fake Bloods, and brags that he’s the “only one that made it out the West without Dre.” Totally unpretentious and thankfully theater-free (I can really do without all the post-TPAB Hamlet that Dre is doing on Compton), Mr. Fo-Hunnid exemplifies everything I love about West Coast rap over a tone-perfect ’90s thumper courtesy of Terrace Martin…