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Dodge

Catch me if you can, I'm in 'em old Barkley's
Back to the fence, puffin' on Bob Marley
Flow like oregano, nigga, you already
My stiffer than Ronald Regan, let it go

Befo' you be a motherfuckin'
You scrap niggas too animated The Incredibles
Let this go around like the twenty six's
It's young Game of flame, welcome to the of Pain

Nigga, about The Game?
on playin', boy, I'll hop out this fuckin' Range
Look I even 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 blow it like the Patriots
And my dub up, 'coz Dr Dre made me rich

Where you from?
city? Compton
What you drive?
you smokin' on? Chronic

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

Welcome to
Welcome to
Welcome to
to Compton

I wrote the off, I talk that shit
Size twelve Bo Jacksons 'cause I walk that
on Compton Blvd, that's where I walk my pits
Biggie and 2Pac and they like this

As I my splif
I see the coroner puttin' chalk around the
We be shootin' like throws, flyin' them desert eagles
Sell dope to the Po' while we eat chili

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

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

Where you California
city? Compton
What you Impala
What you on? Chronic

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

Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to
to Compton

Guess, it's to break the number nine Jordan's in
Make a nigga mad when they been tryin' to the Benz
I'm doin' one sixty in the fast
Scott in his Bugatti couldn't pass Game

I got it, like my last name
I'm gone like my Aftermath chain
Don't make me take you to ninety six
Leanin' on that Datsun on the corner eatin'

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

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

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

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

to Compton
Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to