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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
Better known as Compton
Get my young homey The Game,
Young up outta Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin'?
This 2002, we see what it do mayne
Y'knahmean?

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

Where actin' a fool 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 of Compton

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

See my lyrics are double or provin' to suckers
I can 'em
Pass the 10 to 4 and six-eight before I go
Not really freestylin' or tryin' to promote violence
But they gotta 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 you're and raised in Compton

Where they actin' a fool and they the tool
Them sick dudes in the streets of
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 the streets of Compton
Now we stackin' the bread, never run the feds
They shed treads in the of Compton

Now is a place, where all my niggaz chill dog
'Til I found out, the 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
'Cuz I lived through fo' five six
But I ain't goin' out no faggot-ass clown
They found, they keep a gangsta nigga down

So here's the burner in your face 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 nigga like the Game is takin'
I really don't think I should to explain
Oh yeah, I'm a dog but my ain't Rover
And I'm the nigga that's feelin' no pain

Sometimes I have to wear a bulletproof
Because I got the style written across my chest
A gangsta never ceasin' to impress
My name is Game so you can fuck, the rest
I'm comin' like this and I'm directly
'Cuz niggaz gettin' all stirred up, I'm doin' damage quite
Rhymin' is a and niggaz can't win
'Cuz I'm a 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 found The Game, he was his change
To maintain in the of Compton

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 treads in the streets of Compton