| I'm gettin my kicks dirty, | |
| I'm blowin my mid-30's | |
| Niggaz they want me buried but, | |
| I'm in no hurry | |
| Bullets flyin in flurries, my gat don't work but | |
| I still need one to carry | |
| And I bring the bereavement, when you hit the ce-ment | |
| Police picked me up to talk but | |
| I wasn't worried | |
| I remembered the song that was sang from the birdie | |
| Cause when he whistled he was pushin up that milk thistle, get it? | |
| These stupid niggaz they ain't playin for keeps | |
| These niggaz playin for cheaps, they disobeyin the streets | |
| Never fear the inevitable, death will come | |
| And when your breath goes numb, you lookin up to the sheets | |
| I seen it comin and | |
| I'm watchin the drama grow | |
| And stressin enough to break the needle and thread where mama sewin | |
| I'm slow-flowin, move back and forth like a boa | |
| Still movin hoes in 2's to the boat, like | |
| I was Noah [Chorus: The Game] | |
| Get up, cause nigga we'll lay you down | |
| You don't wanna be six feet underground | |
| So get up, we don't play around | |
| You gotta watch your back when you outta town | |
| Get up, when you hear the sound | |
| The Compton nigga's comin back for the crown | |
| So get up, when you feel the pound | |
| And your rest is short, we'll lay you down [The Game] | |
| Black Air | |
| Force Ones, guns under the | |
| Louis Vuitton bomber | |
| It ain't like | |
| I need armor | |
| I give a nigga one warning, cause if | |
| I get you shot | |
| Then I'm Tupac and that's bad karma | |
| I came to get my dip on, find me a round-the-way girl in | |
| Gucci slip-ons, | |
| I know what you thinkin | |
| This ain't another diss song, why they bleep me and | |
| Quik songs | |
| But Snoop and | |
| Nate Dogg get they crip on | |
| The West been gone, | |
| I'm from Compton | |
| I know firsthand | |
| Quik been holdin it down for 10 strong | |
| And Dre got 20 in, all you got to brag about is a couple, bitches and spinnin rims | |
| You wouldn't have a deal if it wasn't no | |
| Big I did 106 & | |
| Park with no vid | |
| How he get inside | |
| MTV with no spins | |
| No Em, no | |
| Dre, I'm the hottest since | |
| Jay [Chorus] [AMG] | |
| AMG nigga, | |
| Dirty West | |
| Nile Any time of the day, you might hear {* | |
| POW*} Fightin up at the club, fightin out on the beach | |
| Here's a word to the wise, bring heat | |
| From the Bay to | |
| L.A., the | |
| S.D. Niggaz slingin kilos of yay, pounds of weed | |
| You niggaz need to catch up, cause | |
| I'm bound to speed | |
| Pick a car, any car, 24's to | |
| D's And if you like what you see, baby let me know | |
| I let you play with the | |
| D back up at the mo' | |
| I need a freak like you hoes be needin rent money | |
| It's 7 days in the week and man they all sunny 80 degrees, tall palm trees | |
| Much too many dimes and too many | |
| G's Everybody know about the | |
| B's and C's | |
| Shit cost a chip, nigga bring your cheese and [Chorus] |