เนื้อเพลง Crenshaw/80s and C*caine - The Game

Part 1: Crenshaw
[Hook: Anderson .Paak & (Sonyae)]
You can catch me rolling down Crenshaw, (Crenshaw)
Is that a motherf*cking Impala? (B*tch Yeah)
Magazine on my lap, I'm rolling indo
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs

[Verse 1: The Game]
Parked at the light, give a f*ck about a b*tch n*gga
Only n*gga worth six figures that still click triggers
On my way to LAX, f*ck the freeway
Riding through South Central in the 'Wood like I should
But I'm a Compton n*gga, west side monster n*gga
You should know by now, I f*ck with all kinds of n*ggas
Call Big U and we going to see about that vagina in you
You don't bang huh? That's that out of town in you
My n*ggas eat late night, Mel's Diner menu
You a shooter? Better have that North Carolina in you
I had wolves at all kinds of venues
Dub's show I let the snub show
Shall I continue?
F*cking n*ggas up like it was '05
Like Dre just listened to my whole demo and cosigned
Talking out your neck, get you buried in no time
I heard you n*ggas looking for me, Blood

[Hook: Anderson .Paak & (Sonyae)]
You can catch me rolling down Crenshaw, (Crenshaw)
Is that a motherf*cking Impala? (B*tch Yeah)
Magazine on my lap, I'm rolling indo
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs

[Verse 2: The Game]
Nip be where the Crips be
Skeme be where the bloods be
N*gga, I'm with the sh*t, give a f*ck if n*ggas Cuz me
Say the wrong things wrong time, get a blood beef
Same color rag, still laying where the subs be
[mumbling]
Naw f*ck that n*gga, I'll have a prostitute to open the trunk and cut that n*gga
I'll have a couple crooked cops come and touch that n*gga
Then get a bully in the pen to come and f*ck that n*gga
Life is crazy, yeah my life is crazy
Don't let Calabasas fool you, I'll kill you baby
Bury you in my backyard, sh*t I'm sittin on five acres
You wanna go to war? I got the paper
N*gga wanna fade? I got the taper
N*gga want to shoot? I got the laser
Any b*tch that want to f*ck, I got a tape it
And I don't put no tints on my whip
One strap, full clip n*gga!

[Hook: Anderson .Paak & (Sonyae)]
You can catch me rolling down Crenshaw, (Crenshaw)
Is that a motherf*cking Impala? (B*tch Yeah)
Magazine on my lap, I'm rolling indo
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs

Part 2: 80's and C*caine
[Bridge: Sonyae]
Bullets coming through the windows and the walls
That's on the set, all my n*ggas on call
Don't pray for me, pray for them n*ggas
Menace to society, I'm like Lorenz n*gga
I want the rims n*gga, and your gold chain
Don't blame me, blame 80s and c*caine
I want the rims n*gga, and your gold chain
Don't blame me, blame 80s and c*caine

[Verse 3: The Game]
Ay yo I wake up, put on chronic like b*tches makeup
Kush like Nicki and Meek, it's hard to breakup
38 tucked, take a piss and eat my breakfast
Six b*tches at my kitchen table ass naked
I got more b*tches than Hugh Heff, n*gga i'm reckless
Iced out Playboy pendant hanging from my necklace
Used to take a brick chop that b*tch up in sections
Pack it in the car like its Mexican no flexin
It's that whip work, chop that, sell it out, we cop that
On Wimbleton and Brazil in my impala with the top back
Where my n*gga Top at?
Remember them days before you and Rock brought Watts back?
We was in Stevenson Village in front your crib n*gga
Leanin like a top hot, ordering Tommy burgers with everything
Cop back my Glock fat nina Ross Akon black
Bullets pop up out of nowhere like State Farm BLAT!