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The City

アーティスト:The Game  アルバム:The R.E.D. Album 

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[Intro] Leave the angels in the city Leave the angels in the city [Verse 1] Tell them muthaf-ckas I'm forever paid California king wrestle gators in the Everglades Drive up out that muthaf-ckin swamp in the Escalade So before you put that Red rag in your pocket I wanna see your f-ckin resume Started off on Ground Zero, then I start to levitate Rip rappers a new asshole: I never hesitate Dre Beats on, smoking that chronic just to meditate I'ma give em hurricanes until another Levee break You niggas is featherweight, I'm Aftermath's heavyweight Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate When a nigga wack found me, shit, I was selling weight Now a nigga's selling millions, now it's time to celebrate Performing in front of millions, nigga every race 64 in the '64, now watch the Chevy scrape 4th album, no 5 mics? Then let 'em hate But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the f-cking king in every state [Hook: Kendrick Lamar] Recognize my life, ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright Cause I wrote that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, I'mm wreck it, even if my record don't pop I'mma tie your knot on a Downtown building, let it tow behind me Tell 'em they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart Nigga f-ck your feelings, this is me [Verse 2] I'm sick of muthaf-ckers talking about "the West died" Can't you hear my heart beating? That's the motherf-ckin West side, you test me, you test God I'm his son, insane songs, you come at me Then I can split you with this Tommy gun You won't have no time to run I'm from the Compton slums and that's how the West ride I'm from the city where 2 of the best died Rest in peace to both of 'em, spit like I'm the ghost of 'em Damn, I said I spit like I'm the ghost of 'em Name your top 10, I'm harder than the most of 'em Matter of fact, shorten your list nigga, top 5 Game, Biggie, Hov, prolly Pac, Nas, no particular order Bet a mil that I slaughter, serve niggas, give a f-ck what you ordered How dare you niggas pop fly When I'm the nigga sold 5 mil out the gate and numbers do not lie [Hook]


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