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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

Befo' you be a vegetable
You scrap niggas too animated The Incredibles
Let this beef go around the twenty six's
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 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 I'ma blow it like the
And throw my dub up, 'coz Dr Dre made me

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

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

to Compton
Welcome to
Welcome to
Welcome to

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

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

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

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

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

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

to Compton
Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to

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

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

The Game, da, da, da Game spit, shit
I'm controversial the Afro pic with the black fist
Just ask the rapper had to catch my last diss
I'm reckless and I never crash whips

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

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

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

Welcome to
Welcome to
Welcome to
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