Yeah yeah whattup doe this Common right here Look, my nigga Game, you know how we rotate Chicago, to Compton Gangbangin the revolution boy, aight? Yo it's love, my nigga Game, peace (DJ Ski, is bringin it to the streets!)
Streets is talkin, sayin Dre done changed And he ain't been to the hood, well how the fuck I find Game? I studied this rap shit, still a "Hundred Miles and Runnin'" Still makin Aftermath classics You might catch me out in traffic Oh-five Aston, bitches askin "Where I'm From" Y'all forgot who helped 50 Cent pop I ain't spent my own money since Eminem dropped In eighty-fo' I had the streets locked I am to gangsta rap what Biz Markie is to beatbox Niggaz think cause I stopped on that "Detox" I traded in my All Stars for some Freeboks Speakers still bumpin, the beats still comin Compton's version of Phil Drummond Same Dre, "Different Strokes," same six-fo', different spokes Same "Chronic" just different smoke
If you don't know ("Aftermath, nigga with a attitude") ("Game time niggaz, Westside!") Where I'm from ("Nigga with a attitude, Straight Outta Compton we rock khakis and Chucks") If you don't know ("Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic") ("Legend in the making") Where I'm from ("Aftermath you bastards, watch your colors in this City of Angels")
Y'all niggaz got it fucked up, what you thought cause I'm from Compton I couldn't do numbers like Usher? Platinum certified, nigga that's a mill' plus Play both sides of the fence cause the Crips feel cuz See me ridin with Nate, nigga it's still Bloods You can C-Walk to this homey it's still love Nigga I've been bangin since Mary J. did "Real Love" (If you don't know) I painted the Rover black The West coast is back, I can smoke to that Moms got the CL-6, that's a fact I bought the house, I'm just waitin on the platinum plaques Niggaz lookin for a cat to jack Homey I'm willin to do two life sentences back to back So please don't push me You niggaz is WNBA - all pussy
