Game
Westside Story dainos žodžiai
Verse 1 (The Game)
------ Crip niggaz,
Blood niggas,
Ese's, Asians,
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boys, Jamaicans,
Latin Kings, Deciphles, Vice Lords, Haitians,
all these motherf**kers been patiently waiting. Since the west coast fell off the streets been watching,
the west coast never fell off, I was asleep in Compton,
Aftermath been here, the beefs been knocking,
Nate Dogg doing his DPG still popping.
I got California love f**king bitches to that Pac shit,
and westside connection, been had it locked bitch,
I'm in the rear view, my guns is cocking,
I put red dots on a nigga head like Robin,
All Stars, fat laces,
gun charge, coke cases,
fought that, not guilty, I'm back,
niggas hate me, been there, done that,
sold crack,
got jacked,
got shot,came back,
jumped on Dre's back,
payback,
homie I'm bringing CA back,
and I don't do button-up shirts or drive Maybach's,
all you old record labels tryin to advance,
Aftermath bitch, take it like a motherf**king man.
Chorus (50 Cent)
------
If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside. If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside.
Verse 2 (The Game)
------ I'm lowriding homie, 6 Tre impala,
gold D's spinning, chrome hydraulics.
Run up on my low-low, you stop breathing,
hollow tips make niggas dissappear like Houdini.
Gangbanging is real, homie I'm living proof,
like Snoop Dogg, C-Walking on top of the devil's roof.
Rap critics want to converse about this and that,
because red strings in this converse, and this a Dre track.
Keep jibbering and jabbering,
I pull a 38 magnum,
and get to clicking and clacking,
you homies want to know what happened,
come to Compton see thriller like Mike Jackson,
I might be Spike Lee, of this gun clapping.
Prior to rapping,
I was drug trafficking,
in the dope spot, playing John Madden,
homie I ain't bragging,
I took 5,
you want to die, run up on that black 745.
Chorus (50 Cent)
------
If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside. If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside.
Verse 3 (The Game)
------ New York, New York, big city of dreams,
I got my LA Dodger fitted on, I'm doing my thing,
got me f**king with G-Unit, you know the drama that bring,
I got niggas in Westside Compton and Southside Queens.
Buck told me in Cashville I'm good when I come through,
so I ain't got to tuck in my chain like DJ Pooh.
I'm gangster, more like Deebo when he was Zeus.
Play bishop, I paint you a picture, now who got the juice.
You niggas is nuts though, I take off your roof,
leave your ass stretched out like a Cadillac Coupe.
God gott to let me in heaven, all the shit I've been through,
I was an OG in the hood before I turned 22.
Homie, I let 38 special rip through that vest,
and I don't contemplate whether not he left the shit on the dresser.
Got Compton on my back, I'm starting to feel the pressure,
I'm lyrically Cool G rapping these Dre records.
Chorus (50 Cent)
------
If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside. If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside.
------ Crip niggaz,
Blood niggas,
Ese's, Asians,
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boys, Jamaicans,
Latin Kings, Deciphles, Vice Lords, Haitians,
all these motherf**kers been patiently waiting. Since the west coast fell off the streets been watching,
the west coast never fell off, I was asleep in Compton,
Aftermath been here, the beefs been knocking,
Nate Dogg doing his DPG still popping.
I got California love f**king bitches to that Pac shit,
and westside connection, been had it locked bitch,
I'm in the rear view, my guns is cocking,
I put red dots on a nigga head like Robin,
All Stars, fat laces,
gun charge, coke cases,
fought that, not guilty, I'm back,
niggas hate me, been there, done that,
sold crack,
got jacked,
got shot,came back,
jumped on Dre's back,
payback,
homie I'm bringing CA back,
and I don't do button-up shirts or drive Maybach's,
all you old record labels tryin to advance,
Aftermath bitch, take it like a motherf**king man.
Chorus (50 Cent)
------
If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside. If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside.
Verse 2 (The Game)
------ I'm lowriding homie, 6 Tre impala,
gold D's spinning, chrome hydraulics.
Run up on my low-low, you stop breathing,
hollow tips make niggas dissappear like Houdini.
Gangbanging is real, homie I'm living proof,
like Snoop Dogg, C-Walking on top of the devil's roof.
Rap critics want to converse about this and that,
because red strings in this converse, and this a Dre track.
Keep jibbering and jabbering,
I pull a 38 magnum,
and get to clicking and clacking,
you homies want to know what happened,
come to Compton see thriller like Mike Jackson,
I might be Spike Lee, of this gun clapping.
Prior to rapping,
I was drug trafficking,
in the dope spot, playing John Madden,
homie I ain't bragging,
I took 5,
you want to die, run up on that black 745.
Chorus (50 Cent)
------
If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside. If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside.
Verse 3 (The Game)
------ New York, New York, big city of dreams,
I got my LA Dodger fitted on, I'm doing my thing,
got me f**king with G-Unit, you know the drama that bring,
I got niggas in Westside Compton and Southside Queens.
Buck told me in Cashville I'm good when I come through,
so I ain't got to tuck in my chain like DJ Pooh.
I'm gangster, more like Deebo when he was Zeus.
Play bishop, I paint you a picture, now who got the juice.
You niggas is nuts though, I take off your roof,
leave your ass stretched out like a Cadillac Coupe.
God gott to let me in heaven, all the shit I've been through,
I was an OG in the hood before I turned 22.
Homie, I let 38 special rip through that vest,
and I don't contemplate whether not he left the shit on the dresser.
Got Compton on my back, I'm starting to feel the pressure,
I'm lyrically Cool G rapping these Dre records.
Chorus (50 Cent)
------
If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside. If you take a look in my eyes,
you'll see I'll be a gangster until I die,
that California Chronic got me so high,
Game tell them where your from, Nigga Westside.
