Nate Dogg, The Game - Where I'm From lyrics
[Nate Dogg, The Game - Where I'm From lyrics]
Ay man, fuck this nigga
I'm one of the toughest niggas
Bring the most hardcore or the buffest nigga
Watch out let me snuff this nigga
Who that? The true rap vet, pull
Up in two black Vettes
Just me and Tommy
A bunch of bounty hunters behind me
Do it the ski mask way, I'm
A legend in the making
Go ask Jay
Bars smokin' hot like roaches
In the ash tray
King amongst kings, just remember one thing
Many tried and died
I'm speakin' on niggas that wanted my bling
Pull first, blast
I ended up takin' they shit
Back to the studio, turn it up
Back to makin' them hit's
I got two sons, two guns
Used to beef with these two bums
Thought about lettin' off two shots
To watch his crew run
Contimplated puttin' money on they head
But it's just rap
Hit Nas
He told me "don't get down like that"
It's time to strategize
Fuck bitches have 'em feed me grapes
But all I could do is think
About this 40 eatin' your face
You mothafuckas just don't know how
The beef was erased
I ain't call him, he called Jeezy
Jeezy called so we straight
For now
But I still got one brow to the ceilin'
And a loaded Glock .45
That's ready for peelin'
I make a call, more killin'
You make it out
Lord willin'
See life is a card game
And I'm the mothafuckin' dealer
I see you, where the killas? See your chain
Where the millions
Walk with me
I'll show you where Benjamin
Franklin is livin'
Cough up a lung, where I'm from
Compton son, ain't nothin' nice
I fuck with the Kayslays the Clues
Drama the DJ Poohs
Whether or not they fuck with me
I'm like Jay I will not lose
Been winnin' since the
Beginning, before Dre
Before my records was spinnin'
I was down in that chowls
Fuckin' the finest women
Ask your favorite R&B bitches, pick one
Any one, I dicked 'em, never licked 'em
She looked good till she spit cum
Used to bang her like a kick drum
She'd be screamin' and shit
Yellin' my name
Just think ten years back I
Was dreamin' this shit
Thinkin' 'bout whippin' a sports car
You know the Beamer is sick
Blowin' out the sunroof
Gangsta leanin' and shit
Maybe I'm trippin' cause gangbangin'
Was all I knew
Grew up in a Crip neighborhood
Used to wanna be Snoop
After my brother died I could've swore
I would end up in blue
Whoever knew young Jay would turn
Out to be a Piru
Stole a red rag from the liquor
Store and started a crew
Where gangbangin' is just somethin' to do
Mothafuckas
Cough up a lung, where I'm from
Compton son, ain't nothin' nice
I'm from where the old people say "put your
Gat away" and they bang Donny Hathaway
And the O.G.'s is trippin' cause lil
Niggas ain't wear they rag today
Same 'hood where Game good
See yellow tape and white chalk
Where the lames stood
All the news reporters blame Suge
Some niggas ain't from here and need
A ghetto pass to come here
Where Old English is more than
Just a dumb beer
Grew up across the tracks but I been
On this side for some years
Witnessed too much pain to tattoo
It all in one tear
Some niggas move away and
Never ever come back
They say Compton died with Eazy
Guess who bringin' it back
No disrespect to other rappers I
Just made it here first
Inverse my verse you silly
Mothafuckas makin' it worse
Cough up a lung, where I'm from
Compton son, ain't nothin' nice
I'm one of the toughest niggas
Bring the most hardcore or the buffest nigga
Watch out let me snuff this nigga
Who that? The true rap vet, pull
Up in two black Vettes
Just me and Tommy
A bunch of bounty hunters behind me
Do it the ski mask way, I'm
A legend in the making
Go ask Jay
Bars smokin' hot like roaches
In the ash tray
King amongst kings, just remember one thing
Many tried and died
I'm speakin' on niggas that wanted my bling
Pull first, blast
I ended up takin' they shit
Back to the studio, turn it up
Back to makin' them hit's
I got two sons, two guns
Used to beef with these two bums
Thought about lettin' off two shots
To watch his crew run
Contimplated puttin' money on they head
But it's just rap
Hit Nas
He told me "don't get down like that"
It's time to strategize
Fuck bitches have 'em feed me grapes
But all I could do is think
About this 40 eatin' your face
You mothafuckas just don't know how
The beef was erased
I ain't call him, he called Jeezy
Jeezy called so we straight
For now
But I still got one brow to the ceilin'
And a loaded Glock .45
That's ready for peelin'
I make a call, more killin'
You make it out
Lord willin'
See life is a card game
And I'm the mothafuckin' dealer
I see you, where the killas? See your chain
Where the millions
Walk with me
I'll show you where Benjamin
Franklin is livin'
Cough up a lung, where I'm from
Compton son, ain't nothin' nice
I fuck with the Kayslays the Clues
Drama the DJ Poohs
Whether or not they fuck with me
I'm like Jay I will not lose
Been winnin' since the
Beginning, before Dre
Before my records was spinnin'
I was down in that chowls
Fuckin' the finest women
Ask your favorite R&B bitches, pick one
Any one, I dicked 'em, never licked 'em
She looked good till she spit cum
Used to bang her like a kick drum
She'd be screamin' and shit
Yellin' my name
Just think ten years back I
Was dreamin' this shit
Thinkin' 'bout whippin' a sports car
You know the Beamer is sick
Blowin' out the sunroof
Gangsta leanin' and shit
Maybe I'm trippin' cause gangbangin'
Was all I knew
Grew up in a Crip neighborhood
Used to wanna be Snoop
After my brother died I could've swore
I would end up in blue
Whoever knew young Jay would turn
Out to be a Piru
Stole a red rag from the liquor
Store and started a crew
Where gangbangin' is just somethin' to do
Mothafuckas
Cough up a lung, where I'm from
Compton son, ain't nothin' nice
I'm from where the old people say "put your
Gat away" and they bang Donny Hathaway
And the O.G.'s is trippin' cause lil
Niggas ain't wear they rag today
Same 'hood where Game good
See yellow tape and white chalk
Where the lames stood
All the news reporters blame Suge
Some niggas ain't from here and need
A ghetto pass to come here
Where Old English is more than
Just a dumb beer
Grew up across the tracks but I been
On this side for some years
Witnessed too much pain to tattoo
It all in one tear
Some niggas move away and
Never ever come back
They say Compton died with Eazy
Guess who bringin' it back
No disrespect to other rappers I
Just made it here first
Inverse my verse you silly
Mothafuckas makin' it worse
Cough up a lung, where I'm from
Compton son, ain't nothin' nice