The Game
앨범 : Big Caz Presents West Coast Bangers, Vol. 1

See any angels in the city
See any angels in the city
Tell them muthafuckas
I'm forever paid California king
Wrestle gators in the
Everglades drive up out
that muthafuckin swamp
In the Escalade so
before you put that Red rag
In your pocket I wanna
see your fuckin resume
Started off on Ground Zero
then I start to levitate
Rip rappers a new asshole
I never hesitate
Dre Beats on smoking
that chronic just to meditate
I'mma give em hurricanes
until another levee break
You niggas is featherweights
I'm Aftermath's heavyweight
Now Dre's weapon
of mass destruction
is 'bout to detonate
When a nigga Wack found me
shit I was selling weight
Now a nigga's selling millions
now it's time to celebrate
Performing in front of millions
nigga every race
64 in the '64 now
watch the Chevy scrape
4th album no 5 mics
Then let 'em hate
But I'm not stopping
'til I'm the fucking king
in every state
Recognize my life
Ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burning
when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs
my fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright
Cause I want that shot
I'm a raging bull
when the needle drops
For the record I'mma wreck it
even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a downtown
building let it tow
behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the dark
with the ghetto children
look at my heart
Nigga fuck your feelings this is me
I'm sick of motherfuckers
talking about the West died
Can't you hear my heart beating
That's the motherfuckin
West side you test me you test God
I'm his son it say in Psalms
you come at me
Then I can split you
with this Tommy gun
you won't have no time to run
I'm from the Compton slums
and that's how the West ride
I'm from the city
where two of the best died
Rest in peace to both of 'em
spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Damn I said I spit
like I'm the ghost of 'em
Name your top 10 I'm harder
than the most of 'em
Matter of fact shorten
your list nigga top 5
Game Biggie Hov prolly Pac Nas
No particular order bet a mil
that I slaughter
Serve niggas give a fuck
what you ordered
How dare you niggas pop fly
when I'm the nigga
Sold 5 mil out the gate
and numbers do not lie
Recognize my life
Ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire
burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs
my fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright
Cause I want that shot
I'm a raging bull
when the needle drops
For the record I'mma wreck it
even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a
downtown building let it tow
behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the dark
with the ghetto children
look at my heart
Nigga fuck your feelings this is me
I gave you the Documentary
shit was a classic
Gave you Doctor's Advocate
you ripped it out the package
Came with LAX since critics said
it was average
I was stressed the fuck out
torn between Aftermath and
Geffen Interscope now
I got you in the scope
Spill the red ink on the paper
it's like my pen is broke
And this is what you
all been waiting for
I'm the lost angel knocking
on Satan's door
What the fuck y'all take me for
I love you cause you hate me more
I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor
except I give you 84
Shake you like Haiti's floor
walk up on you
Like what's going on baby boy
Shots in that Mercedes door
Either I'm crazy
or the black Slim Shady or
Could that be the reason
that Baby said
he would pay me more
But I still owe
Jimmy one more album
The best the West has ever
seen no disrespect to Calvin
Recognize my life
Ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burning
when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs
my fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright
Cause I want that shot I'm a raging
bull when the needle drops
For the record I'mma wreck it
even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a
downtown building let it tow
behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the dark
with the ghetto
children look at my heart
Nigga fuck your feelings this is me
Kendrick and I wear pendant
on my shoulder soldier
Like a lieutenant and
the coupe tinted got pulled over
Johnny always lock a nigga down
Knowing damn well
we don't wanna see the box
like Manny Pacquiao
Little nigga Mayweather
size ride like Pac
In his prime thug life is now on radar
Til the federal
come through and raid ours
Reminiscing when the LA Raiders
Was in my home snapback
fitted on my uncle's dome
And I don't condone
dickriding I'm addicted to
Westsiding living in a city
where the skinny niggas die
And the semi bullets fly
but it turn me to a lion
Trying and I mean that shit
Game came through
put the city on his back
I was in the city with
a nigga had seen that shit
Compton a nigga
gotta scream that shit
Never went commercial
never TV screened that shit
Can't block or screen
that shit now
everybody sing that shit