เนื้อเพลง Gang Related - The Game

Sometimes I pull up on Brazil and Wilmington like 3 o'clock in the morning, stop my car, let the top down.
Don't nobody know I'm there, just reminiscing bout the days when we used to be in [?] crack spot,
with my brother Fase, King Frog, Squid Big Dan, D-Bo, D-Los.
Back when Lil' Frog and Badass they was lil n*ggas, lil wild n*ggas running round the hood.
My n*gga Slim 'Ru is in the joint doing ten. That's my solid n*gga, on Bloods.
My n*gga Peanut, he in jail now. My lil' cousin Domo and my homeboy Buddha Ru. This Cedar block

I remember days like this, my n*gga
We was tripping cause we hated Crips, my n*gga
Shooting out of six trays and sh*t, my n*gga
He was slipping so we sprayed his six, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
A kid shot cause he raised his fist, my n*gga
Fiends stealing cause they can't get a fix, my n*gga
Sharing needles, passing AIDS and sh*t, my n*gga
It's f*cked up but I was raised in this, my n*gga
Been smoking purple haze since six, my n*gga
And my moms wasn't no lazy b*tch, my n*gga
I seen her hustle that's what made me rich, my n*gga
But all this sh*t is overrated that's why I don't give a f*ck no more
I don't want this Benz or this truck no more
I started off doing this sh*t cause I love this sh*t, Blood
Seeing the homie slap box, I love this sh*t, Blood
Sitting in my Impala like I love this sh*t, Blood
Weren't never 'bout a dollar, I just love this sh*t, Blood
Scrapping after school, Compton high wasn't bool
Could have went to Centennial but I love this sh*t, Blood
Used to bang Quik, yeah I love this sh*t, Blood
Mausberg was sick and I love this sh*t, Blood
Then I gave Wacko my demo outside of Food 4 Less
He came back in ten minutes like "I love this sh*t, Blood"
West side Piru, I love this sh*t Blood
Elm street to the Fruits yeah I love this sh*t, Blood
Crip neighborhoods too, even though they blue
Compton is where we grew and I love this sh*t, Blood

I seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done took some fades with Crips, my n*gga
My own homies did some shady sh*t, my n*gga
But that's the sh*t that made me this, my n*gga

[Asia Bryant:]
All my life's been so complicated
But I will never turn my back on Compton
Our sh*t is so overrated
But I will never change who I am
So I'm riding for Compton
I ride, I ride, I ride, I ride for Compton

I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done seen some brazy sh*t, my n*gga
I done took some fades with Crips, my n*gga
My own homies did some shady sh*t, my n*gga
Got a voicemail from Braze, what's this, my n*gga

[Voicemail:]
Blood! Chuck, you know what it is, Blood!
You know I only call you when its on some real sh*t, homie
I gotta tell you: Stay the f*ck up out them streets, Blood;
You done came to motherf*cking far
To be playing with these b*tch-ass n*ggas out here
On Westside Bompton Piru
N*gga you know I been holding you down ever since you was young, Blood
You know, n*ggas out here getting killed
All the motherf*cking homeboys, and nobody doing sh*t!
But n*gga, you got a way up outta this motherf*cker, Blood
N*gga, you a real Bompton motherf*cker
N*gga Cedar block, you already know how I do it, n*gga
Motherucking O.G. Westside Bompton Piru Brazy
Aka Frank Pace, n*ggas know me
Y'all know how I get down
That's my lil' motherf*cking homeboy
Blood done made it up outta here
Looking out for his kids, looking out for his family
Any n*gga get in his way gon get it, on Bompton!
Chuck, Blood, don't let them do you like they did my n*gga 2Pac
2Pac, 2Pac, 2Pac, 2Pac...