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G-Man Stan, yeah,
I see you done put one of them tracks mayne
Let me get on down to the C P T
Better known as Compton
Get my young The Game, y'knahmean?
Young nigga up Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin'?
2002, we gon' see what it do mayne
Y'knahmean?

Now everybody wanna know the truth about a nigga named
I come from the hub and ghetto ain't the same
A lot of people know exactly where it's at
'Cuz it's the of the jackers and the crack
(Compton)
Yeah, the name of my hometown
I'm goin' down in the town my name is all around
A nigga just be hatin' and shit, a pity
But I doin' nuttin' but claimin' my city

they actin' a fool and they carry the tool
Them sick in the streets of Compton
I found The Game, he was stackin' his change
To in the streets of Compton

a trip to the Sco, got low for the dough
In from the streets of Compton
Now we the bread, never run from the feds
shed treads in the streets of Compton

See my are double or nothin' provin' to suckers
I can 'em
Pass the natural 10 to 4 and six-eight I go
Not really into freestylin' or tryin' to violence
But gotta know about the five-five-fo', so
how I'm livin', I do as I please B
A young gangsta put in on these Cali streets
And know, that you gotta be stompin'
If born and raised in Compton

Where they actin' a fool and they the tool
Them sick dudes in the of Compton
Where I found The Game, he was stackin' his
To in the streets of Compton

a trip to the Sco, got low for the dough
In from the streets of Compton
Now we the bread, never run from the feds
shed treads in the streets of Compton

Now Compton is a place, where all my niggaz dog
I found out, the streets get real dog
'Bout a ago, somebody musta wanted me to die
'Cuz they kicked in the door, and gave the kid five
They musta that I was gon' play the bitch role
'Cuz I lived fo' five six holes
But I goin' out like no faggot-ass clown
They found, couldn't keep a gangsta nigga down

So here's the burner in your face motherfucker sucker
Ass clucker now you're duckin' you can't stop a Y.G.
Gangsta, 'cuz I'm true to my
You're lame, and thangs ain't gon' never be the
'Cuz a nigga like the Game is over
I really don't think I have to explain
Oh yeah, I'm a dog but my name Rover
And I'm the kinda nigga feelin' no pain

I have to wear a bulletproof vest
Because I got the C-P-T written across my chest
A gangsta motherfucker ceasin' to impress
My name is young Game so you can fuck, the
I'm comin' this and I'm comin' directly
'Cuz gettin' all stirred up, I'm doin' damage quite effectively
Rhymin' is a battlezone and can't win
'Cuz I'm a gangsta the C O M P T O N

Where they actin' a fool, and carry the tool
sick dudes in the streets of Compton
Where I The Game, he was stackin' his change
To in the streets of Compton

Took a trip to the Sco, got low for the
In Fillmoe the streets of Compton
Now we stackin' the bread, run from the feds
They shed treads in the streets of