Nate Dogg, The Game - Where I'm From lyrics
[Nate Dogg, The Game - Where I'm From lyrics]
I'ma B-L double-O-D
Been on songs with S-N double-O-P
Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E
Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O double-G
Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet
Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C
Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen
Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggaz in Timbs
I done seen Young Buck scuff Air Force Ones
In Cashville
Where it's just me, my son, and my bitch
She graduated when Notorious B.I.G. dropped
"Me & My Bitch"
She get them birds past
I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on
That Duni & Burke bag
She from Grape Street
She know how to work the mag
And only buy white tees
Tell 'em to keep the purple tags
Cause the laces in my Chucks
Keep the beef crackin
I lay niggaz out like creased khakis
In that G-wagon, lean like the 23's draggin
I got the whole N-Y-C saggin
If you don't know
(Aftermath, nigga witta attitude
Game time niggaz
Westside)
Where I'm from
(Nigga witta attitude, Straight
Outta Compton
We rock khakis and Chucks)
If you don't know
(Almost lost my life when
Dre dropped The Chronic
Legend in the making)
Where I'm from
(Aftermath, you better watch your colors
In the City of Angels)
Y'all niggaz got it fucked up
What you thought cause I'm from Compton
I couldn't do numbers like Usher?
Platinum certified
Nigga that's a mill' plus
Play both sides of the fence
Cause the Crips feel cuz'
See me ridin with Nate
Nigga it's still Blood
You can C-walk to this
Homey it's still love
Nigga I've been bangin since Mary
J. did "Real Love"
(If you don't know) I
Painted the Rover black
The West coast is back, I can smoke to that
Moms got the CL-6, that's a fact
I bought the house
I'm just waitin on the platinum plaques
Niggaz lookin for a cat to jack
Homey I'm willin to do two
Life sentences back to back
So please don't push me
You niggaz is W-N-B-A, all pussy
Been on songs with S-N double-O-P
Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E
Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O double-G
Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet
Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C
Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen
Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggaz in Timbs
I done seen Young Buck scuff Air Force Ones
In Cashville
Where it's just me, my son, and my bitch
She graduated when Notorious B.I.G. dropped
"Me & My Bitch"
She get them birds past
I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on
That Duni & Burke bag
She from Grape Street
She know how to work the mag
And only buy white tees
Tell 'em to keep the purple tags
Cause the laces in my Chucks
Keep the beef crackin
I lay niggaz out like creased khakis
In that G-wagon, lean like the 23's draggin
I got the whole N-Y-C saggin
If you don't know
(Aftermath, nigga witta attitude
Game time niggaz
Westside)
Where I'm from
(Nigga witta attitude, Straight
Outta Compton
We rock khakis and Chucks)
If you don't know
(Almost lost my life when
Dre dropped The Chronic
Legend in the making)
Where I'm from
(Aftermath, you better watch your colors
In the City of Angels)
Y'all niggaz got it fucked up
What you thought cause I'm from Compton
I couldn't do numbers like Usher?
Platinum certified
Nigga that's a mill' plus
Play both sides of the fence
Cause the Crips feel cuz'
See me ridin with Nate
Nigga it's still Blood
You can C-walk to this
Homey it's still love
Nigga I've been bangin since Mary
J. did "Real Love"
(If you don't know) I
Painted the Rover black
The West coast is back, I can smoke to that
Moms got the CL-6, that's a fact
I bought the house
I'm just waitin on the platinum plaques
Niggaz lookin for a cat to jack
Homey I'm willin to do two
Life sentences back to back
So please don't push me
You niggaz is W-N-B-A, all pussy