The Game - Da Shit lyrics

Now where's the shit?
The shit?
The shit!
Ngga whatsup man?
Come on kill that noise man
Let's just get the shit
Don't worry, you'll get the shit
You'll be
Knee deep in shit!

I'm a G, you can't see me
That must be, why you're talkin'
(Shut your mouth bitch)
I'm the shit, and you know
It, never stops, there's no stoppin'
(It don't 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)

I let the whole world know
That I can't be stopped
Even without Doc I'm still from the
(Streets of Compton)
Yeah I said it, and I'ma stay on top
Like a hoodrat with bomb ass cock
Run up in 'em like these rap
Z, I ain't gotta clap z
End your career with one line like that z
Hit the switch front and
Back, make it bounce
Let it jump, Killa-for-ni-a is
Where I'm from
3 wheelin' with the ass out, smoke
Chronic 'til I pass out
All the way to my 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
It's time to bring back
Chronic into Doggystyle
Westcoast z still holdin' shit down

I'm a G, you can't see me
That must be, why you're talkin'
(Shut your mouth bitch)
I'm the shit, and you know
It, never stops, there's no stoppin'
(It don't 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)

I'm 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
That's 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 z act like the Game can't 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 z, blood z, assays, asians
Red and blue laces, tattoos on faces
I kept you z 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

I'm a G, you can't see me
That must be, why you're talkin'
(Shut your mouth bitch)
I'm the shit, and you know
It, never stops, there's no stoppin'
(It don't 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)

I'm the Westcoast Rakim, got
You z 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 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 Queen's Street
Murder MCs like I was
Born in Queen's Bridge
That how I show you palm z where the King is
And you don't wanna play chess
On a time clock
I'm in the Hall Of Fame
Next to Snoop, behind 'Pac
I got the whole motherfucking world locked

I'm a G, you can't see me
That must be, why you're talkin'
(Shut your mouth bitch)
I'm the shit, and you know
It, never stops, there's no stoppin'
(It don't 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)

Everybody wanna know what the
Fuck is going on
Am I signed to Aftermath? Interscope?
What's up with Geffen?
I'ma just say it like this:
One day I walked in the motherfuckin' house
And all my shit was gone