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Intro: (The Game) WESTCOAST So all about survivin, nigga Westcoast California iz on Black Wall Street DPGC U niggaz know who it iz Compton & Long Beach, bacc together again (haha) Verse 1: (Daz Dillinger) U know itz,. MURDA, MURDA, bring a drama fo ya momma, got them 2-2-3'z in tha bacc in Ur impallah Niggaz got a problem, nigga itz how we convi? 10 froom 20 homiez, going hard on tha mission Lookin fort hem niggaz, dat let him know in tha song See a couple niggaz, to the fure of tha home Tha niggaz let U know iz bacc (Like dat, from dat muthafucca bring a sacc) I'm only fuccin wit tha real niggaz they stay in tha street I'm only fuccin wit tha real niggaz, they playin fo keep When tha streetz in yo whole blocc wit them 2 I'm old-skool ? play by tha rulez Brothaz and cash, ? tha gram, fuccin tha ? Don't yo know we tha chit off in tha boulevard Don't u know niggaz die datz tha playin hard Oh akon, shoot, bulletproof car Chorus: We give a fucc where U from anybody killa We real give a fucc where U from, anybody killa (westside) Verse 2: (The Game) (Check It) its too much gangsta-shit, goin on in tha fuccin world for niggaz to be actin like gyrlz I'm tha gangbang general, never rhyme with subliminal, 12-gauge-shotty To ur body, tha fuccin criminal an animal, westcoast beat cannibal who got tha antidote I'm sicc on that gangsta-chit Nah blood or crip, I'ma anybody killa, fo rilla, half blood half muthafuccin Gorilla Suicide on my flow, itz a automatic rifle my rag iz a flag, hangin from tha Fuccin Eifelturm-tower Mc'z i devour a lyrical-time bomb, i explode to tha next episode Cum letz ridin, ? drivin, hit low, itz all about muthafuccin survivin in the city I claim, westside we bang, The Game, and tha DPGC-Gang Chorus: Verse 3: (Kurupt) Dogg Pound Gangstaz ,let it rain muthafucca Ain't to be nuttin tha extreme muthafucca Juz ? day |