The Streetz Of Compton
(专辑: West Coast Resurrection - 2005)
[JT] G-Man Stan, yeah mayne I
see you done put together one of them tracks mayne Let me get on down here to the
C-P-T Better known as Compton mayne Get my young homey The
Game, y'knahmean? Young nigga up outta Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin? This 2002, we gon' see what it do mayne Y'knahmean? Yarra [The Game] Now everybody wanna know the
truth about a
nigga named Game I
come from the
hub and every ghetto ain't the
same A
lot of people already know exactly where it's at Cause it's the
home of the
jackers and the
crack (Compton!) Yeah that's the
name of my hometown I'm goin down, in the
town, where my name is all around A
nigga just be hatin and shit, that's a
pity But I
ain't doin nuttin but claimin my city [Chorus: JT] Where they actin a
fool, and they carry the
tool Them sick dudes in the
streets of Compton Where I
found The
Game, he was stackin his change to maintain in the
streets of Compton Took a
trip to the
Sco, got low for the
dough In Fillmoe from the
streets of Compton Now we stackin the
bread, never run from the
feds They shed treads in the
streets of Compton [The Game] See my lyrics are double or nothin provin to suckers I
can throw 'em Pass the
natural 10 to 4
and six-eight before I
go Not really into freestylin, or tryin to promote violence But they gotta know about the
five-five-fo', so That's how I'm livin, I
do as I
please B
A
young gangsta put in work on these Cali streets And everybody know, that you gotta be stompin If you're born and raised in Compton [Chorus] [The Game] Nowww Compton is a
place, where all my niggaz chill dog 'til I
found out, the
streets get real dog 'Bout a
year ago, somebody musta wanted me to die Cause they kicked in the
door, and gave the
young kid five They musta thought that I
was gon' play the
bitch role Cause I
lived through fo' five six holes But I
ain't goin out like no faggot-ass clown They found, they couldn't keep a
gangsta nigga down So here's the
burner in your face motherfucker silly sucker ass clucker now you're duckin cause you can't stop a
Y.G. Gangsta, cause I'm true to my game You're lame, and thangs ain't gon' never be the
same Cause a
nigga like the
Game is takin over I
really don't think I
should have to explain Oh yeah I'm a
dog but my name ain't Rover And I'm the
kinda nigga that's feelin no pain Sometimes I
have to wear a
bulletproof vest Because I
got the
C-P-T style written across my chest A
gangsta motherfucker never ceasin to impress My name is young Game so you can fuck, the
rest I'm comin like this and I'm comin directly Cause niggaz gettin all stirred up, I'm doin damage quite effectively Rhymin is a
battlezone and niggaz can't win Cause I'm a
gangsta from the
C-O-M-P-T-O-N [Chorus] [JT and Game ad lib shoutouts]