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Cellphone

by The Game

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I remember days on Crenshaw, take a nigga Beamer Hit the hood, take his rims off Then hit that block, let him hear that Pac That shit don't stop Soo woo, new coupe, through the west side New Benz, top down, new rims, new bitch throwin' up P's, whoo whoop Compton niggas ain't never gon' be the same It's in my blood, you see my veins You see my tats, you feel my pain You in my hood? You from a gang You got 2 seconds to answer where you from, or you gon' see your brains Now that you slumped I see your change Nigga we got canals, shelves, niggas that tried, niggas that died Niggas that fell well, off in their jail cell Shit, we got niggas with full clips That'll dip through you set and disappear like "Hell Rell" No bail like the peace price Get caught up in the middle of the street at the light, you fuckin' bean pie Middle of your forehead nigga, that's where the beam lie (You be ok) Cause I done seen God Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin' headphones 2Pac in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong" Cherry red Impala, Bobble head red bone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head gone G-Man in heaven, name on that headstone LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs gone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Stop that Playin' chronic, blazin' chronic with the windows tinted Cause those that don't cut the checks, the ones in yo' business Rappers sendin' death threats but still ain't sent no killers You take a stretch away squeeze myself, can't depend on niggas Shit on niggas check the urinal and you'll see That I be droppin' jewels and you should take 'em like a jewel thief Wolves teeth is what I use to eat my fuckin' pray up with Used to make the yayo flip now Game told me to lay your hits Teamed up, toured the US just to let the name ring Goin' home to fuck shit up, I did the King James thing Steak and lobster with the gentleman, sit with a gangster posture Blowin' all these bands fans, screamin' like it's Frank Sinatra Made it out the South Bay village homies hate I prosper But I don't owe you niggas shit, I'm supposed to thank my mama Only chase for commas, got 'em in now raise the Llama Hotter than a blazin' comet, fuckin' south central moth Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin' headphones 2Pac in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong" Cherry red Impala, Bobble head red bone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head gone G-Man in heaven, name on that headstone LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs gone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Stop that

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