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Song:Da S***
Album:Doctor's AdvocateGenres:Rap & Hip-Hop
Year:2006 Length:323 sec

Lyrics:

(Intro:)

Now wheres the shit?
The shit?
The shit!
Nigga whatsup man?
Come on kill that noise man, lets just get the shit,
Dont worry, youll get the shit,
Youll be,
Knee deep in shit!

(Chorus: (The Game)

Im a G, you cant see me,
That must be, why youre talkin (Shut your mouth bitch)
Im the shit, and you know,
It, never stops, theres no stoppin (It dont stop niggas)
Light a lo, blow a smoke, oh,
As I cruise, streets of Compton
(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, 57 Chevelot, tell them niggas)

(Verse 1:)

I let the whole world know that I cant be stopped,
Even without Doc Im still from the (Streets of Compton),
Yeah nigga I said it, and Ima stay on top,
Like a hoodrat with bomb ass cock,
Run up in em like these rap niggas, I aint gotta clap niggaz,
End your career with one line like that niggaz,
Hit the switch front and back, make it bounce,
Let it jump, Killa-for-ni-a is where Im from,
3 wheelin with the ass out, smoke chronic til I pass out,
All the way to my nigga Daz house,
He always gotta big bad bitch from Long Beach,
She a known freak and she gotta long reach,
She gon touch it, suck it, fuck it, never back down,
specially when Al Green in the background,
Now bitch hit the weed and turn that ass round,
Its time to bring back Chronic into Doggystyle,
Westcoast niggaz still holdin shit down,

(Chorus: (The Game)

Im a G, you cant see me,
That must be, why youre talkin (Shut your mouth bitch)
Im the shit, and you know,
It, never stops, theres no stoppin (It dont stop *****z)
Light a lo, blow a smoke, oh,
As I cruise, streets of Compton
(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, 57 Chevelot, tell them *****z)

(Verse 2:)

Im back on the cover of the Source and the XXL,
Floatin all through the (Streets of Compton),
I got more bitches, more plaques, more beef, and more straps,
Thats what the fuck I call Gangsta rap,
I was the Aftermath remedy til friends turn enemies,
Streets kept me laced like bloods dipped in hennesse,
You niggaz act like the Game cant roll em out,
One man show still sell a motherfucker out,
We know Dre still sell a motherfucker out,
cus everybody here from the (Streets of Compton),
We got crip niggaz, blood niggaz, assays, asians,
Red and blue laces, tattoos on faces,
I kept you niggaz waiting had to take you back to the basics,
Switch the Impala from gold to chrome Daitons,
Everytime your bitch hear my voice she masturbating,
I run though hoes like Walter Payton on the daily,
I got your main bitch swallowing my babies,

(Chorus: (The Game)

Im a G, you cant see me,
That must be, why youre talkin (Shut your mouth bitch)
Im the shit, and you know,
It, never stops, theres no stoppin (It dont stop niggaz)
Light a lo, blow a smoke, oh,
As I cruise, streets of Compton
(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, 57 Chevelot, tell them niggaz)

Im the Westcoast Rakim, got you niggaz blocked in,
Glass house parked sideways on the stock rims,
New school, old school mentality,
Translation - Four pumps and twelve batteries,
Hydraulics make the world go round,
Your girl go down, chronic make your girl slow down,
For she end up like superhead, giving superhead,
Every nigga in the industry now fuck superhead,
And I might just fuck her too,
If I ever catch her sliding or riding through the (Streets of Compton),
Rolling down Green Leaf smoking on that green leaf,
With a Mac 10 like I was born on Queens Street,
Murder MCs like I was born in Queens Bridge,
That how I show you palm niggas where the King is,
And you dont wanna play chess on a time clock,
Im in the Hall Of Fame next to Snoop, behind Pac,
I got the whole motherfucking world locked,

(Chorus: (The Game)

Im a G, you cant see me,
That must be, why youre talkin (Shut your mouth bitch)
Im the shit, and you know,
It, never stops, theres no stoppin (It dont stop niggas)
Light a lo, blow a smoke, oh,
As I cruise, streets of Compton

(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, 57 Chevelot, tell them niggas)

(Outro:)

Everybody wanna know what the fuck is going on,
Am I signed to Aftermath? Interscope? Whats up with Geffen?
Ima just say it like this:
One day I walked in the motherfuckin house,
And all my shit was gone.