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The Game

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Born in Seminole nigga,
November 29,
On some G
My ain't scream or nothing
And I ain't cried nigga

The Game

Motherfucker I'm Compton, the hub city,
I brought thugs with me,
set up shop and get rid of drugs quickly,
drive Supremes, on gold D's, puff sticky,
love to death and still bump Biggie.
Welcome to the side,
where Tec's fly,
dope drive them S5's,
smoke and get the best high,
who the fuck the west died,
you dead, the left side,
I will & Koch, pop shots, for my [Cali Niggas].
Deal niggas, then aces fucking with my [Cali Niggas].
Leave them with faces,
red rag, pull it down so know it's Jayceon,
down Wilshire,
07 Charger, K&M Filter,
high burning it up for my [Cali Niggas].
My life real it was directed by Hype Williams,
I started off with visions of Benjamins to the ceiling.
The more banging, the more killing,
the drug dealing,
the cap peeling.
We all Niggaz]

Ya Boy

Ay, Frisco,
rode a 6-4,
they ghost ride, ghost ride,
but Ya Boy is low pro.
on the low though,
Black Tims, polo,
peekhole,
long 4-4.
Ya never got hands dirty,
I'm outside the grams early,
life by the gram heard me.
a bird,
the curb.
And if I get caught put me in a cell my [Cali Niggas].
On the block, busting shots my Cali Niggas,
fucking with boys up in Watts, we all [Cali Niggas].
We run deep, hit Compton and niggas,
Hurricane Game, them up, let me tally niggas.
makers,
call big guns, rumble makers,
let the 'em introduce them to the undertaker.
trees,
big sun with the breeze,
you can call me one of the re, [Cali Niggas].

K-Dot

Yes, Cali,
home of the Taylors, not Bally's,
far Vegas, but Sin City,
Abso, put me on it, in the air,
the vapors,
house parties, hungover through morning, see thats a Nigga]
You see I'm from the blocks,
Compton, California where you'd rather get with your gun on you,
see as hot as a sauna,
and in the winter time, niggas don't walk out without kissing momma,
life of a Nigga].
Hip-hop trying to the life of us [Cali Niggas].
Don't call rappers, address them as Bill O'Reilly niggas,
but we gon get them and we em, address them as some Hally niggas.
never the more they say they ain't these [Cali Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching class over these man,
I was at Centennial catching fades dice games.
one years ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I switch the flow, a hot Nigga]
I am a good dude to with,
your life or destroy these rap verses,
a bitch,
so I buy she wants, and hope heaven can be my reimburstment.
the game until I see a hundred cows roaming this earth surface,
at I was parched, but now I'm the thristiest,
dehydrated,
hungry, frustrated,
one of the greatest Niggas]

[Screwed]

Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey,
I'm on the Wall Street like a broker,
then I'm back to the hood they pop toasters,
Every nigga screaming war, is not soldiers,
selling crack in the hood with my Niggas]
Look, I'm on everything moving,
this on my chain ain't a it's a movement,
fuck caps, it's a nail in the coffin,
look, I shoot arms like addicts,
look, a shit get drastic,
you my son, they me, you end up a bastard. ha
I got the internet nuts,
bitches hitting me on myspace say want to suck him up,
you want What the fuck is up?
If so when we meet, I got heat for these Niggas].
When I spit, the realest will something,
why I stay on the block, I'm still hustling,
When you shit on the drop my pumping,
a spot like a mailbox, it's where the come in.
Me and riding in an S5,
snatch a nigga up, him for a test drive,
tie the up, show him how the west ride,
Central LA, I'm a [Cali Nigga]
Where the was born,
make sure vest is worn,
cause nigga's will ya chest when the Tec is drawn,
nigga's will split ya deck, pull your card,
just try to act on the boulevard,
you know it's me in the coupe when I'm through,
the fiend's say I colt like a vehicle.
three birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
with them three, I take over the strip,
no shit,
the nigga is no bitch,
this, I'm so loyal to my [Cali Niggas]

Jay-Rock

Crusing my hood to see whats good,
my block considered Row but we ain't never signed to Shug,
California, I got my in it,
disrespect, get ya shot, I'm bartending.
Me and Game we blood with different pops,
he the seed of Compton, I'm Harlem, Watts.
a dub,
a snub,
busting at any who be fucking with us.
is Watts, California, gutterville, U.S.A.,
gangbang capital, crackhouses, tape,
riding the city streets,
cannon under my seat,
chopper in the back of the trunk, who want it with
Seperate your from your flesh if you ever hate,
keep your to yourself, watch your soul levitate,
Central LA,
nigga it's the to be,
in my house, counting big money is the for me.
good dro, and ride G rides,
gangbanging and cane slanging, the nine,
Taylors, red strings, and khaki suits,
Black & Milds, blunts, and Absolut,
Killa Kali, fuck we clap you fool,
the talk, bring your gat, we're blasting two's.
From the block to the I'm the realest,
Jay-Rock and I do it for my [Cali Niggas]

Topic [Screwed] {The

Who the fuck want to snatch you me?
and I don't chase bitches nigga I after money,
hungry,
trying to eat till my bust,
I'm raised, ghetto slang, you smelling us?
It's life nigga,
I put it down like I'm the habit,
smoke an ounce and get up with more than a rabbit.
Got to have it like a fiend,
counting big face hundreds my thumbs green.
Interested in major and power moves,
and get em wet up like a shower do,
how we do.
Street sweep you when we up on ya,
I that West Covina, California.
hit more licks than a tootsie roll,
give me a mic, a bad bitch, and I'm to go,
flow,
game cold a eskimo,
T.K.O. dawg,
I they better let it go,
arsenal.
I heat it up, I to flame a mic, {Topic loosen up}
I can't Game, my to tight,
I'm out of like Haley's Comet,
throw up my set, boss' life, like I'm and vomit,
bow down to the realest, pay your homage,
in the city of and mostly Chronic, haha, West.
And I'ma stay clutching, the trigger,
talk that shit, fuck around and get ride by us [Cali

Ay, back in the 'Lac on white walls,
big body, the same as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an enemy turn the off,
and pull up on the fake ass to turn his life off.
out!, Block out!,
busting, the bike fall,
I told em about them self-self made niggas, we like y'all.
We on other ish,
my goons smother shit,
from my Piru down to them Eastside Crips.
I thug everyday's my last, ask Jesus,
he missed the beat of my heart, and won't neither,
a leader,
in the two-seater,
slide off to the spot, get bread, and my feet up.
I'm doors down,
I come around,
better have a nigga cheesey, face down.
I the city, the home of the Lakers,
Inglewood, riding authentic we paper chasing, a Nigga.