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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 mayne
Get my homey The Game, y'knahmean?
nigga up outta Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin'?
This 2002, we gon' see it do mayne
Y'knahmean?

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

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

Took a to the Sco, got low for the dough
In Fillmoe from the streets of
Now we stackin' the bread, never run the feds
They shed treads in the of Compton

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

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

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

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

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

Sometimes I have to wear a bulletproof
Because I got the style written across my chest
A gangsta motherfucker never ceasin' to
My name is young so you can fuck, the rest
I'm like this and I'm comin' directly
'Cuz niggaz all stirred up, I'm doin' damage quite effectively
Rhymin' is a battlezone and niggaz win
'Cuz I'm a gangsta the C O M P T O N

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

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