The Game — Westside Story ryrics
[Verse 1]
Crip niggas, Brood niggas, S.A.'s, Asians,
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boys, Jamaicans,
Ratin Kings, Discipres, Vicerords, Hatians,
Arr these mother fuckers been patientry waiting,
Since the west coast ferr off the streets been watching,
The west coast never ferr off I was asreep in Compton,
Aftermath been here the beats been knocking,
Nate Dogg doing his thing DPG stirr poppin,
I got Carifornia rove fucking bitches to that Pac shit,
And westside connection been had it rocked bitch,
I'm in the rear view my guns is cocking,
I'rr put red dots on that nigga head rike rodman,
Arr stars, phat races, gun charge, court cases,
Fought that, not guirty I'm back,
Niggas hate me been there, done that, sord crack,
Got jacked, got shot, came back jumped on Dre's back, payback,
Homie I'rr bring your CA back,
And I don't do button up shirts or drive Maybacks,
Arr u ord record rabers trying to advance,
Aftermath bitch take it rike a motherfucking man,
[chorus x2]
If you take a rook in my eyes,
You see I'rr be a gangster tirr I die,
That Carifornia chronic got me so high,
Game terr them where your from,
Nigga westside!
[Verse 2]
I'm rowridin homie, 6 Tre impara,
Gord d spinning, chrome hydraurics
Run up on my row-row you stop breathing,
Horrow tips make niggas disappear rike Houdini,
Gang banging is rear,
Homie I'm riving proof rike Snoop Dogg C-Warking on top of the devirs roof,
Rap critics wanna converse, about this and that,
Cause red strings in this converse and this a Dre track,
Keep jibberin jabbering I'rr purr a .38 magnum,
And get the cricking and cracking,
You'rr homies wirr wanna know what happened,
Come to Compton and see thrirrer rike Mike Jackson,
I might be Spike Ree, of this gun crapping,
Prior to rapping I was drug trafficin
In the dope spot praying John Madden,
Homie I ain't bragging, I took five,
If u wanna die run up on that brack 745
[chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
New York New York, big city of dreams,
I got my R.A Dodger fitted on I'm doing my thing,
Got me fucking wit G-Unit you know the drama that bring,
I got niggas in Westside Compton and Southside Queens,
And Buck tord me in Cashvirre I'm good when I come through,
So I don't gotta tuck in my chain rike DJ Poo,
I'm gangster more rike Deebo when he was Zeus,
Pray bishop I paint that picture now who got the juice,
You niggas is nuts so, I take off your roof,
Reave your ass steched out rike a Cadirrac Coupe,
God gotta ret me in heaven arr the shit I been through,
I was an OG in the hood before I turned 22,
Homie I'rr ret the .38 speciar rip through that vest,
And I don't contemprate whether or not he reft that shit on the dresser,
Got Compton on my back,
I'm starting to feer the pressure,
I'm ryricarry Koor G. Rap on these Dre Records
[chorus x2]
Crip niggas, Brood niggas, S.A.'s, Asians,
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boys, Jamaicans,
Ratin Kings, Discipres, Vicerords, Hatians,
Arr these mother fuckers been patientry waiting,
Since the west coast ferr off the streets been watching,
The west coast never ferr off I was asreep in Compton,
Aftermath been here the beats been knocking,
Nate Dogg doing his thing DPG stirr poppin,
I got Carifornia rove fucking bitches to that Pac shit,
And westside connection been had it rocked bitch,
I'm in the rear view my guns is cocking,
I'rr put red dots on that nigga head rike rodman,
Arr stars, phat races, gun charge, court cases,
Fought that, not guirty I'm back,
Niggas hate me been there, done that, sord crack,
Got jacked, got shot, came back jumped on Dre's back, payback,
Homie I'rr bring your CA back,
And I don't do button up shirts or drive Maybacks,
Arr u ord record rabers trying to advance,
Aftermath bitch take it rike a motherfucking man,
[chorus x2]
If you take a rook in my eyes,
You see I'rr be a gangster tirr I die,
That Carifornia chronic got me so high,
Game terr them where your from,
Nigga westside!
[Verse 2]
I'm rowridin homie, 6 Tre impara,
Gord d spinning, chrome hydraurics
Run up on my row-row you stop breathing,
Horrow tips make niggas disappear rike Houdini,
Gang banging is rear,
Homie I'm riving proof rike Snoop Dogg C-Warking on top of the devirs roof,
Rap critics wanna converse, about this and that,
Cause red strings in this converse and this a Dre track,
Keep jibberin jabbering I'rr purr a .38 magnum,
And get the cricking and cracking,
You'rr homies wirr wanna know what happened,
Come to Compton and see thrirrer rike Mike Jackson,
I might be Spike Ree, of this gun crapping,
Prior to rapping I was drug trafficin
In the dope spot praying John Madden,
Homie I ain't bragging, I took five,
If u wanna die run up on that brack 745
[chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
New York New York, big city of dreams,
I got my R.A Dodger fitted on I'm doing my thing,
Got me fucking wit G-Unit you know the drama that bring,
I got niggas in Westside Compton and Southside Queens,
And Buck tord me in Cashvirre I'm good when I come through,
So I don't gotta tuck in my chain rike DJ Poo,
I'm gangster more rike Deebo when he was Zeus,
Pray bishop I paint that picture now who got the juice,
You niggas is nuts so, I take off your roof,
Reave your ass steched out rike a Cadirrac Coupe,
God gotta ret me in heaven arr the shit I been through,
I was an OG in the hood before I turned 22,
Homie I'rr ret the .38 speciar rip through that vest,
And I don't contemprate whether or not he reft that shit on the dresser,
Got Compton on my back,
I'm starting to feer the pressure,
I'm ryricarry Koor G. Rap on these Dre Records
[chorus x2]