[Intro: The Game]
Crip niggaz Blood niggaz, ESE`s, Asians
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boys, Jamaicans
Latin Kings, Disciples, Vice Lords, Haitians
All these motherfuckers been patiently waitin
[Verse 1: The Game]
Since the west coast fell off the streets been watchin
The west coast never fell off I was sleep in Compton
Aftermath been here, the beats been knockin
Nate Dogg still doin his thing DPG still poppin
I got California Love fuckin 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 that nigga head like Rodman
All Star, fat laces, gun charge, court cases
Fought that, not guilty, I`m back, niggaz hate me
Been here, done that, sold crack, got jacked
Got shot, came back, jumped on Dre`s back
Payback, homey I`m bringin C.A. back
And I don`t do button up shirts or drive Maybachs
All you old record labels tryin to advance
Aftermath bitch take it like a mu`fuckin man
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
If you see the look in my eyes, you see I be a gangsta till I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell `em where you from nigga Westside!!!!
If you see the look in my eyes, you see I be a gangsta till I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell `em where you from nigga Westside!!!!
[Verse 2: The Game]
I`m low ridin homey, six trey Impala
Gold D`s spinnin, chrome hydraulics
Run up on my LoLo, you stop breathin
Hollow tips make niggaz disappear like Houdini
Gang bangin is real, homey I`m livinproof
Like Snoop Dogg C walkin on top of the devil`s roof
Rap critics wanna converse, about this and that
Cause red strings in his converse, and this a Dre track
Keep jibbin and jabbin I pull the thirty eight magnum
And get the clickin and clackin your homeys wanna know what happened
Come to Compton see Thriller like Mike Jackson
I might be Spike Lee of this gun clappin
Prior to rappin, I was drug traffickin
In the dope spot playin John Madden
Homey I ain`t braggin, I took five
You wanna die, run up on that Black seven forty five
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
If you see the look in my eyes, you see I be a gangsta till I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell `em where you from nigga Westside!!!!
If you see the look in my eyes, you see I be a gangsta till I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell `em where you from nigga Westside!!!!
[Verse 3: The Game]
New York, New York, big city of dreams
I got my L.A. Dodger fitted on I`m doin my thing
Got me fuckin with G-Unit, you know the drama that bring
I got niggaz in Westside Compton and Southside Queens
And Buck told me in Cashville, I`m good when I come through
So I ain`t gotta tuck in my chain like DJ Pooh
I`m gangsta more like D-Bo when he was Zeus
Play Bishop I paint that picture now who got The Juice?
You niggaz is nutso, I take off your roof
Leave `yo ass stretched out like a Cadillac Coupe
God gotta let me in heaven, all the shit I`ve been through
I was a O.G. in the hood before I turned twenty two
Homey I let the thirty eight special ripped through that vest
And I don`t contemplate whether or not he left shit on the dresser
Got Compton on my back, I`m startin to feel the pressure
I`m lyrically Kool G. Rap on these Dre Records
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
If you see the look in my eyes, you see I be a gangsta till I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell `em where you from nigga Westside!!!!
If you see the look in my eyes, you see I be a gangsta till I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell `em where you from nigga Westside!!!!
