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G-Man Stan, yeah,
I see you put together one of them tracks mayne
Let me get on here to the C P T
known as Compton 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 wanna know the truth about a nigga named
I come from the hub and ghetto ain't the same
A lot of people already know exactly where at
'Cuz it's the home of the and the crack
(Compton)
Yeah, that's the of my hometown
I'm down in the town where my name is all around
A nigga be hatin' and shit, that's a pity
But I ain't doin' nuttin' but my city

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

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

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

Where they a fool and they carry the tool
sick dudes in the streets 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 Fillmoe from the of Compton
Now we stackin' the bread, run from the feds
They shed in the streets of Compton

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

So the burner in your face motherfucker silly sucker
Ass clucker now duckin' 'cuz 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 like the Game is takin' 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 that's no pain

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

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

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