Artist ☆ Draw me close

Artist – The Game

Album – Doctor’s Advocate

Song – Compton

Produced by will.i.am

(Additinoal Vocals by will.i.am)

{“Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie! Gangsta boogie..”}

Nigga nigga nigga I’m from

[Chorus]

(Compton, Compton, Compton)

It’s the home of America’s gangsta rap

The place of danger where

The {“Gangsta boogie”}, the {“gangsta boogie!”}

The {“Gangsta boogie”}, the {“gangsta boogie!”}

Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killin

And them niggaz hold it down like black guerillas, where

The {“Gangsta boogie”}, the {“gangsta boogie!”}

The {“Gangsta boogie”} – nigga nigga nigga I’m from (Compton)

[The Game]

Yeah, The Game on fire, check the gold wires

Hip-Hop on lock like some muh’fuckin pliers

Me and Will.I.Am yeah we take niggaz higher

Niggaz talkin shit get your fuckin mouth wired

Walkin through Compton, Eazy still alive

Raider hat to the back throw your dubs in the sky

My flowetry wicked, sit back while I kick it

And do it like Dre did it, N.W.A. did it

I cook crack like the first nigga that ever bought a brick

from a ese, nigga I could write an essay

About all the gangsta niggaz that I seen lowridin

In they Che-vys with a bitch ridin shotgun reppin L.A.

Crips, Bloods, homes goin loco

My glock to me, is like Ice Cube and Yo-Yo

Sittin in a low-low, on chrome spinners

Nobody drop nuttin this winter, nigga I’m from

[Chorus]

[The Game]

Nigga I smoke chronic, ain’t shit changed

since Young MC and Eazy-E was rappin, “We All in the Same Gang”

Some niggaz chain hang, other niggaz gangbang

I do both cause I’m the king of the motherfuckin West coast

Kick the door open, Will let’s go

Flow like Esco’, New York niggaz say I’m the best yo

Hard like Timbos, blowin on indo

Niggaz try to play me get stretched out like a limo

I was shoppin crack when Dre was bangin my demo

And all you old niggaz is washed up like N.O.

Don’t take it the wrong way, I got love for my kinfolk

Can I get a moment of silence Will bang the instrumental

.. I spit for my niggaz in the line-up

that’ll never see the sun again, so I close my blinds up

First album sold ’em out, Impalas rolled ’em out

Cause the whole motherfuckin world wanna know about

[Chorus] – 2X

[The Game]

Welcome to the city of G’s

Where we eat fried chicken, rice, and black-eyed peas

Fans got us in-the-scope/Interscope, like Jimmy Iovine

Cause we +Ruthless+, like Will before the +Black Eyed Peas+

Fuck all rappers, look at all the hate I see

I’m sick, you can’t get rid of me, I’m HIV

Nigga get another job, hip-hop is not hirin

I’m the reason Dre feel comfortable retirin

I just might put out “Detox” myself

Smoke so much, I check in detox myself

One man army, took out Reeboks myself

Fortyfive in my khakis gotta watch my health

I’m so hard nigga, glock 17 quick draw nigga

Like the old me, 17, sippin malt liquor

All black khaki suit, all black Converse

Nigga I’ma keep on stompin comin +Straight Outta+