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[9 second intro to start]



[DJ Quik]

I`m gettin my kicks dirty, I`m blowin my mid-30`s

Niggaz they want me buried but, I`m in no hurry

Bullets flyin in flurries, my gat don`t work

but I still need one to carry

And I bring the bereavement, when you hit the ce-ment

Police picked me up to talk but I wasn`t worried

I remembered the song that was sang from the birdie

Cause when he whistled he was pushin up that milk thistle, get it?

These stupid niggaz they ain`t playin for keeps

These niggaz playin for cheaps, they disobeyin the streets

Never fear the inevitable, death will come

And when your breath goes numb, you lookin up to the sheets

I seen it comin and I`m watchin the drama grow

And stressin enough to break the needle and thread where mama sewin

I`m slow-flowin, move back and forth like a boa

Still movin hoes in 2`s to the boat, like I was Noah



[Chorus: The Game]

Get up, cause nigga we`ll lay you down

You don`t wanna be six feet underground

So get up, we don`t play around

You gotta watch your back when you outta town

Get up, when you hear the sound

The Compton nigga`s comin back for the crown

So get up, when you feel the pound

And your rest is short, we`ll lay you down



[The Game]

Black Air Force Ones, guns under the Louis Vuitton bomber

It ain`t like I need armor

I give a nigga one warning, cause if I get you shot

Then I`m Tupac and that`s bad karma

I came to get my dip on, find me a round-the-way girl

in Gucci slip-ons, I know what you thinkin

This ain`t another diss song, why they bleep me and Quik songs

But Snoop and Nate Dogg get they crip on

The West been gone, I`m from Compton

I know firsthand Quik been holdin it down for 10 strong

And Dre got 20 in, all you got to brag about

is a couple, bitches and spinnin rims

You wouldn`t have a deal if it wasn`t no Big

I did 106 & Park with no vid

How he get inside MTV with no spins

No Em, no Dre, I`m the hottest since Jay



[Chorus]



[AMG]

AMG nigga, Dirty West Nile

Any time of the day, you might hear {*POW*}

Fightin up at the club, fightin out on the beach

Here`s a word to the wise, bring heat

From the Bay to L.A., the S.D.

Niggaz slingin kilos of yay, pounds of weed

You niggaz need to catch up, cause I`m bound to speed

Pick a car, any car, 24`s to D`s

And if you like what you see, baby let me know

I let you play with the D back up at the mo`

I need a freak like you hoes be needin rent money

It`s 7 days in the week and man they all sunny

80 degrees, tall palm trees

Much too many dimes and too many G`s

Everybody know about the B`s and C`s

Shit cost a chip, nigga bring your cheese and



[Chorus]

[9 second intro to start]



[DJ Quik]

I`m gettin my kicks dirty, I`m blowin my mid-30`s

Niggaz they want me buried but, I`m in no hurry

Bullets flyin in flurries, my gat don`t work

but I still need one to carry

And I bring the bereavement, when you hit the ce-ment

Police picked me up to talk but I wasn`t worried

I remembered the song that was sang from the birdie

Cause when he whistled he was pushin up that milk thistle, get it?

These stupid niggaz they ain`t playin for keeps

These niggaz playin for cheaps, they disobeyin the streets

Never fear the inevitable, death will come

And when your breath goes numb, you lookin up to the sheets

I seen it comin and I`m watchin the drama grow

And stressin enough to break the needle and thread where mama sewin

I`m slow-flowin, move back and forth like a boa

Still movin hoes in 2`s to the boat, like I was Noah



[Chorus: The Game]

Get up, cause nigga we`ll lay you down

You don`t wanna be six feet underground

So get up, we don`t play around

You gotta watch your back when you outta town

Get up, when you hear the sound

The Compton nigga`s comin back for the crown

So get up, when you feel the pound

And your rest is short, we`ll lay you down



[The Game]

Black Air Force Ones, guns under the Louis Vuitton bomber

It ain`t like I need armor

I give a nigga one warning, cause if I get you shot

Then I`m Tupac and that`s bad karma

I came to get my dip on, find me a round-the-way girl

in Gucci slip-ons, I know what you thinkin

This ain`t another diss song, why they bleep me and Quik songs

But Snoop and Nate Dogg get they crip on

The West been gone, I`m from Compton

I know firsthand Quik been holdin it down for 10 strong

And Dre got 20 in, all you got to brag about

is a couple, bitches and spinnin rims

You wouldn`t have a deal if it wasn`t no Big

I did 106 & Park with no vid

How he get inside MTV with no spins

No Em, no Dre, I`m the hottest since Jay



[Chorus]



[AMG]

AMG nigga, Dirty West Nile

Any time of the day, you might hear {*POW*}

Fightin up at the club, fightin out on the beach

Here`s a word to the wise, bring heat

From the Bay to L.A., the S.D.

Niggaz slingin kilos of yay, pounds of weed

You niggaz need to catch up, cause I`m bound to speed

Pick a car, any car, 24`s to D`s

And if you like what you see, baby let me know

I let you play with the D back up at the mo`

I need a freak like you hoes be needin rent money

It`s 7 days in the week and man they all sunny

80 degrees, tall palm trees

Much too many dimes and too many G`s

Everybody know about the B`s and C`s

Shit cost a chip, nigga bring your cheese and



[Chorus]

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