The Game - Run Up lyrics

[The Game:] West Coast, it's all about survival n***a West Coast, California's own Black Wall Street, D.P.G.C You n***as know what it is Compton and Long Beach back together again... [Ice Cube:] Security pat downs I'm a star, motherf**er I been put' the gat down I been put' the mac down But check the people that I'm with Cause they'll lay you flat down And they'll do it right now Yeah, you scared of the phone numbers that a n***a might dial Club-hop, car shows, picnics Big cars, big j**els, big dicks Rush doors Or gotta hop the fence Blow this door Gotta blow my rent Gotta show my a**, then go repent Gotta call in sick And tell 'em where I went Don't want no problems, ya'll f** around, I'll pull out the problem solved And watch egos dissolve Nine times out of ten, you hoes involved [The Game:] It's too much gangsta sh** goin' on in the f**in' world For n***as to be actin' like girls I'm the Gangbang General, never rhyme a subliminal 12-gauge shotty to your body, a f**in' criminal A animal, West Coast beat cannibal Who got the antidote? I'm sick on this gangsta sh** Not Blood or a Crip, I'm a Anybody k**a For reala, half Blood half motherf**in' gorilla Suicidal, my flow is a automatic rifle My rag is a flag, I should hang it from the f**in' Eiffel Tower, MC's I devour, a lyrical time bomb I explode to the next episode Cutla** ridin', butler drivin' Head low cause it's all about motherf**in' survivin' In the city I claim, Westside we bang The Game, and the D.P.G.C. gang [YG:] Goin' goin' back back to the bank Rest in peace to my safe I'mma fly n***a n***a I take your ho I'll have to leave her if she did me like Coco The devil talkin' to me, but I dont hear him Act like I'm deaf like So-So f** you, f** him, f** them f** my ex and her cohorts Hundred bottles in the club, for no reason n***as start trippin boom bow dope fiend Fendi on my shoes, Fendi on my belt I'm in the Fendi store I dont need help All gold everything like Trinidad I went to high school with you b**h you been a rat I don't got money problems, I got trust issues Two things I gotta stay is with the two pistols