The Game - Hit The News lyrics

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The Game - Hit The News lyrics

40 ounces ain't the only thing poppin' 'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin' Low lows ain't the only thing droppin' Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching n***as yell "Compton!" Like ooh, ooh Them n***as hoppin' out of coupés, coupés f** you thought n***a? They tryna' overuse the shotty sh** I'm tryna' hit the news with the shotty I am from where the n***as say "What'd up Cuh?" You can get your a** wet up by "One Blood?" And I bet they just saw El Chapo And you can get your noodles spilled right up in your taco And you can get your taco turnt into some nachos All over cheese my n***a What's beef my n***a? Ridin' by slow mo Bullet holes in Caine and Sharif my n***a! f** peace my n***a! Cause every time we try that We get smoked by police my n***a I am bringing sheets my n***a Went from being skinny and gettin' jacked for my Penny's to a beast my n***a 40 ounces ain't the only thing poppin' 'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin' Low lows ain't the only thing droppin' Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching n***as yell "Compton!" Like ooh, ooh Them n***as hoppin' out of coupés, coupés f** you thought n***a? They tryna' overuse the shotty sh** I'm tryna' hit the news with the shotty I want the zooms zooms and wam wams, bricks in the Trans Am Shooters on first, second and third, that's a grand slam These rap n***as Fruit Loops; Toucan Sam When I say so, bloods rush like a handstand And ain't with that old d**h Row sh** Been bangin' since '94, I ain't never did no hoe sh** Type of n***a I am, empty out the whole clip Call my YG's and have em' run through your whole sh** Who was before Kendrick, who was before Nip? Middle of the Slauson, did my sh** fighting four Crips You win some and you lose some n***a You break knuckles and you bruise some n***a, what? 40 ounces ain't the only thing poppin' 'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin' Low lows ain't the only thing droppin' Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching n***as yell "Compton!" Like ooh, ooh Them n***as hoppin' out of coupés, coupés f** you thought n***a? They tryna' overuse the shotty sh** I'm tryna' hit the news with the shotty