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Dodge

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

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

Nigga, what The Game?
Keep on playin', boy, I'll hop out this Range
I ain't 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 weed
So I'ma blow it like the
And my dub up, 'coz Dr Dre made me rich

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

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

Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to
Welcome to

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

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

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

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

to Compton
Welcome to
to Compton
to Compton

Guess, it's time to break the nine Jordan's in
Make a nigga mad when they tryin' to floor the Benz
I'm doin' one in the fast lane
Scott Storch in his Bugatti couldn't Game

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

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

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

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

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

Welcome to
Welcome to
to Compton
Welcome to