The Game - Compton (OKE) lyrics

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The Game - Compton (OKE) lyrics

[Produced by SAP] [Verse 1: Game] I wake up in the morning chilling with my feet up Looking on my Instagram for p**y to beat up Hey, Sap turn that beat up, Hey n***a roll that weed up Riding through the hood top down trowing that B up Turn that YG up Cause n***as fed up n***as get murdered in my city not keeping their head up I'm talking Bloods, Crips and sh** Bodies twisting like Liquorice Watch when that pistol lit [Chik-Chik], n***as hit the fence Cowards, ducking in them led showers Couple of n***as be snitching, pointing like watts towers [Shshsh] That's how n***as get locked up 40 Glocc tough? what? That n***a got socked up And he suing me for four point five Let me see, move the Decimal Once to the right, that's a forty five Glock hit the light, now you a vegetable [Bridge 1: Game] Tell 'em n***as where I'm from ... you heard Stat tell em n***as where I'm from AR tell em n***as where I'm from ... Esco Dre, tell em n***as where I'm from [Bridge 2: Game] The City of money, power and tears Overdoses, nightmares, Yeah Can't walk Around here keep talking around here guns spark around here Yeah [Verse 2: Stat Quo] Atlanta n***a, my n***a raised round J's, ran plays Throwing up trey's, my doggs squeeze triggers Dreaming on what we be when we bigger Firm Biz delivered Haters shiver, they see us Sedans filled with divas Sniffing Justin Bieber We staying in the game You Lames's in the bleachers Luxury vehicles with all the latest features The Preachers can't reach us Smoking Kush on the beaches, no reception It's a blessing ever since recession just progressing Bank account stretching, models in my section Has I stare at my reflection?, Boss n***a This b**hes love my complexion, they ain't just talk n***a Huh Crack in the pot let it bubble on the block Watch it double so we can huddle and ball with the roc Got n***as from, Watson, S.W.A.T.'s (Southwest ATL) and n***as from Harlem But my n***as from Compton it's a problem Firm Biz [Bridge 1: Game] (Stat Quo: Yeah) Tell 'em n***as where I'm from ... you heard Stat tell em n***as where I'm from (Stat Quo: DT) Hey ya'll tell em n***as where I'm from ... Esco Drake, tell em n***as where I'm from [Bridge 2: Game] The City of money, power and tears Overdoses, nightmares, Yeah Can't walk Around here keep talking around here guns spark around here Yeah [Outro: Stat Quo] I swear these n***as lame my n***a You a iPhone 5c n***a You understand that? You the n***a that got the Turquoise back Your pour that sh** out, n***as'll slap you off real Straight molly-whopping. you're not welcomed IPhone 5c a** n***a You tought you was just gonna cut the corner and pay 99$ to shine We don't f** with you n***a Half price a** b**h a** soft a** lame a** n***a You understand me? Yeah