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Dodge

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

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

Nigga, what about The
Keep on playin', boy, I'll hop out fuckin' Range
I ain't even ask for his fuckin' chain
But he it off like Vanessa Del Rio

Now I'm on my way to Rio
I see my PO, she cool, she a Leo
She trippin' off the weed smoke
So I'ma it like the Patriots
And throw my dub up, 'coz Dr Dre me rich

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

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

to Compton
Welcome to
Welcome to
to Compton

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

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

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

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

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

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

to Compton
Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to

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 lane
Scott Storch in his couldn't pass Game

I got it, made like my last
I'm just like 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 with the fist
Just ask the rapper that had to catch my diss
I'm reckless and I ain't never crash

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

you from? California
What city?
What you Impala
What you smokin' on?

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

Welcome to
Welcome to
Welcome to
to Compton