The Game - Straight Outta Compton lyrics

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The Game - Straight Outta Compton lyrics

Straight outta Compton, a crazy mothaf**a named Chuck Taylor Ridin with a 12 gauge, n***a f** haters I got a debt to pay, this for Eazy And I'll blast any punk mothaf**a' don't believe me I spit 16's f** rap, I got a Mac that'll turn your white T into a Ms. King I got a attitude, so f** it And I'm in the field with them birds like TJ Duckett LA to NY, the public love him He the next Ice Cube, so what he thuggin' And he signed to Aftermath, so what he Bloodin' You heard that Whoo Kid, I'm in New York buzzin' Get a XXL and read about me Page 86, the West can't breathe without me Kevin Liles, how the f** could you even doubt me? I smile, now I got the A-Team around me In Compton, that's where Dr. Dre found me Gangbangin', chain hangin', cane slangin' but we turn it to rock Dope spot so hot the sh** burn in the pot The O.G.'s kept the fiends in line straight When I was a juvenile, gettin' cash money in '98 That's gangsta, and I'm 21 now I ain't pick up the mic and put the guns down It's survival of the fittest So let's see if he can survive with ten bullets flying through his fitted These n***as is b**hes And I gotta let the world know that I'm a mothaf**in' straight up menace I got a semi so don't f** with me Or the Compton PD gon' have to come get me Off your a** and I don't really give a f** I let the Eagle blow, n***a what I got work, so listen to the words, man We f** with the rock but don't call us the Byrd Gang n***a we criminals You got beef? Say my name on wax, n***a f** the subliminals And it don't matter if you Blood or you Crip That bulletproof vest don't stop them blue tips You see me in the streets, you got a Glock then use it We mob deep, but this ain't Murda Muzik Keep poppin' that sh**, then the tools'll spray Cause I'm a natural born k**er like Cube and Dre And I'm down with the capital CPT And you n***as can't f** with me Straight outta Compton!