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G-Man Stan, yeah,
I see you done put one of them tracks mayne
Let me get on here to the C P T
known as Compton mayne
Get my young homey The Game,
Young up outta Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin'?
This 2002, we gon' see what it do
Yarra

Now everybody wanna know the about a nigga named Game
I come from the hub and every ghetto the same
A lot of people already exactly where it's at
'Cuz it's the home of the and the crack
(Compton)
Yeah, the name of my hometown
I'm goin' down in the town where my is all around
A nigga just be and shit, that's a pity
But I doin' nuttin' but claimin' my city

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

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 or tryin' to promote violence
But they know about the five-five-fo', so
That's how I'm livin', I do as I B
A young gangsta put in on these Cali streets
And everybody know, that you gotta be
If you're born and raised in

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

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

Now Compton is a place, all my niggaz chill 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 thought that I was gon' play the bitch role
'Cuz I lived fo' five six holes
But I ain't goin' out like no faggot-ass
found, they couldn't keep a gangsta nigga down

So here's the burner in your face motherfucker silly
Ass now you're duckin' 'cuz you can't stop a Y.G.
Gangsta, I'm true to my game
You're lame, and thangs ain't gon' be the same
'Cuz a nigga like the Game is over
I really don't think I should to explain
Oh yeah, I'm a dog but my name Rover
And I'm the kinda nigga feelin' no pain

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

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