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Dodge

Catch me if you can, I'm in 'em old school
Back to the fence, on that Bob Marley
Flow oregano, nigga, you already know
My competition's stiffer Ronald Regan, let it go

you be a motherfuckin' vegetable
You scrap niggas too like The Incredibles
Let this beef go around like the twenty
It's young Game of flame, to the House of Pain

Nigga, about The Game?
Keep on playin', boy, I'll hop out this fuckin'
Look I ain't ask for his fuckin' chain
But he took it off like Del Rio

Now I'm on my way to Rio
I see my PO, she cool, she a Leo
She ain't trippin' off the smoke
So I'ma blow it like the
And throw my dub up, 'coz Dr Dre me rich

Where you California
city? Compton
What you drive?
What you smokin' on?

What you drinkin' on?
you sittin' on? The throne
Relax, yourself at home

Welcome to
Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to

I the block off, I talk that shit
Size Bo Jacksons 'cause I walk that shit
There on Blvd, that's where I walk my pits
Biggie and 2Pac and they bark like

As I spark my
I see the coroner puttin' around the snitch
We be shootin' like free throws, flyin' them eagles
Sell dope to the Po' while we eat Fritos

From a gang to a CEO
Everything I do is big like the Caesar Leo
Won't stop till I'm dead, gotta watch for the Feds
They watchin' me, so here's a dome shot to the head

As I take a patron to the head
And reminisce the shit the DOC said
Get money, get cars, get mine, get
And keep head up, like the Lambo doors

you from? California
What city?
you drive? Impala
What you on? Chronic

you drinkin' on? Patron
What you on? The throne
Relax, yourself at home

to Compton
Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to

Guess, it's time to break the number nine in
Make a nigga mad when they tryin' to floor the Benz
I'm doin' one sixty in the lane
Scott Storch in his Bugatti pass Game

I got it, made my last name
I'm gone just my Aftermath chain
Don't make me take you back to six
Leanin' on that on the corner eatin' catfish

The Game, da, da, da Game spit, shit
I'm controversial like the Afro pic the black fist
ask the rapper that had to catch my last diss
I'm reckless and I ain't never crash

My wasn't around, so this bastard
Bleed California from the cradle to the
And I won't stop ridin' for my
Niggas keep talkin' my bread, we gonna make toast

Where you from?
What Compton
you drive? Impala
What you on? Chronic

you drinkin' on? Patron
What you sittin' on? The
Relax, yourself at home

to Compton
Welcome to
Welcome to
Welcome to