Outside
The Game, YG
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Say you from Compton, but you ain't from Compton I'm Charles Bronson when I swing this Thompson You call it Bompton, but you ain't from Bompton Not the way I seen it, you took the scenic You at the convenient store when it's convenient Buster ass, nigga don't know the difference between Altadena Pasadena, you ain't never got your own khaki's out the cleaners Or seen Serena, swingin' them rackets, playin' tennis When I was in my tennis swingin', the ratchet Kendrick Let me get some matches, walk these niggas by Athens Park after dark, when niggas get active and shit get brackin' Bunch of westside niggas, writin' leftside niggas Who notorious for doin' shit, just like they Bed-Stuy niggas I ate at Tams, you got it brought to you You a bitch, you's a buster, you's a mark, you's a prostitute Ain't no bullets hit you, they ricocheted off your roof You could've came outside and still survived, nigga, I'm walkin' proof Gotta watch them niggas who only seen the hood from out they window We was outside We was puttin' two Swishas together, smokin' chronic in back to back extendos We was outside ('side, outside, ha) I seen dead bodies got pellet holes and the Cutlass from the shotty Niggas stole my Pitbull, I'm 'bout to kill somebody Still don't know how to hit switches, ain't in none of the hood pictures We was outside (yeah) Suu Whooper, 4Hunnid block trooper Whoever in my way, them bullets shootin' through you Bompton City G, nigga, you a foofer F*ck with the gang and you gon' learn, I'ma be the tutor Burgundy bandana flag hangin' Really from the gang, my nigga, audible, this name's ring Twistin' my fingers while the chain's swangin' Like, f*ck this rap shit, niggas gangbangin' I'm richer than you niggas, y'all don't want smoke with me Bulletproof the truck and the shooter's ready to go for me I fronted niggas work, they ain't pay me, so now, they owin' me Tell 'em, "Don't trip", pass 'em the blick and tell 'em, "Blow for me" I really from the war, really I really do a sneak attack, just to up the score I don't panic, we got a panic room at the crib Shooter's on the roof, really? You ain't livin' how I live You gotta watch them niggas who only seen the hood from out they window We was outside We was puttin' two Swishas together, smokin' chronic in back to back extendos We was outside ('side, outside, ha) I seen dead bodies got pellet holes and the Cutlass from the shotty Niggas stole my Pitbull, I'm 'bout to kill somebody Still don't know how to hit switches, ain't in none of the hood pictures We was outside (yeah)
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