The Game - BK to CPT lyrics

[Game] Straight outta Compton, Chuck Taylor in Brooklyn, 8 deep And the Desert Storm blew in Ghetto F-A-B The only difference between us is the coast and the lift of the ninas And the rainbow paint on the Beamer Out here they call me All Star Game And every n***a with a gun waitin for the oak floor all star game So while you in the Staples parking lot I'm watchin' the corner with the safety on like Ronnie Lott [Fabolous] Straight outta Brooklyn, it's the same youngin, slingin' the same onions Smokin' that Cali bud that my n***a Game brung in I keep a dame tongin' my dick, a chain hung to my dick The Caine run by the brick, it's ghetto The fame sprung on me quick But I still got 20s of dope that'll have your brain strung on a fix These haters can't stop the rock I pushes Cause a n***a move around with more arms than an octopus's n***a [Game] I got a Winchester that'll turn your vest into confetti I'm Chuck Taylor the same n***a that put the '64 in Chevy It's the same n***a to keep the .44 in the Chevy With no stash spot, when you in Compton ask coppers If that Aston Martin the same color as gra**hoppers I'm runnin' the rock, not Jay, Dame Dash or Hoffa So when you in Compton you know who to ask for That twenty-year-old young gun with bricks in the Jaguar n***a [Fabolous] Jay push Bentley ISR's through And if you seen my guns you'd think Bush sent me to war too Even with chicks beggin' me for dick regularly A n***a known for gettin' rid of weight like Dick Gregory I'm New York City's fly guy, you bums don't impress me I already got the lead, waitin' for someone to test me And you don't wanna be in the news Cause when we lookin' for you, not even Bin Laden would wanna be in your shoes, n***a [Game] Every ghetto in America I know that n***as lettin' clips fly So I keep that in mind when I'm out in the NY n***as see the Aftermath chain they like "F 50" Cause we flyin' through Queens in that Ferarri F-50 b**hes see me in the video, wanna have s** with me So I keep a box of Magnums and a bag of X with me Keep a .38 Magnum stashed in the Vette with me And it's "f** your life!" if you ain't signin' checks with me [Fabolous] n***a I'm eatin' and you be snackin' like you on a diet That's why you window shoppin' actin' like you wanna buy it Actin' like you want a riot, like you gon' shoot When I'm back you gon' be quiet Like you on mute That's proof you a punk And you're lucky there ain't enough room to fit a n***a in my roof and the trunk They got a box to quickly hide the gun You shouldn't move, if you seen Boyz N the Hood and knew Ricky tried to run [Game] n***as know when them hollows airin' I'll turn your Antoine Walker to a throwback Robert Parish With two holes under the Celtic And you would think your Boston warm up jacket hot till the Desert Eagle melt it I'm a gangsta and the birds they love it Twenty with a baby face and sit on base like Kirby Puckett You can't afford the new Bentley? f** it Cop yay from Jay, the bricks come with Louis Vuitton luggage [Fabolous] In my 'hood the slower you move the quicker they get you Sometimes it's somebody in the click that be with you That's why my vest is thicker to get through And I keep two nine's on my shirt like Dickerson's sh** do I waste my breath when I'm bickering with you I'd rather waste my techs till they flicker and hit you You sick as my sh** blue And you ain't goin' nowhere for a while, a commercial where Snickers'll fit you, f**er [Game] Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party when I'm spittin' to Pac The paint fall off your Miss King when I'm spittin' the Glock Before I was sixteen I was liftin' a drop Spittin' on cops, pitchin' the rock Like Charlie Ward before the New York Knicks Now you can catch me in Brooklyn with Fab on a New York b**h While you old n***as in rehab And if I can't be a hip hop legend I'll just die in a ski mask [Fabolous] When a gangsta like me ride it be suede in it, be shade tinted Tires got the rims that Spree made in it One of the prettiest hoes be laid in it Blowin' the kid faster than prepaid minutes I'm guessin' these haters don't know I keep the Wes in the ators Fully loaded with the vest penetrators But if they want it, y'all can get it You love the way the coaster coast chiefs did it