Westside Story chords and lyrics - THE GAME

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[Intro 1]
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[C][B][C][B]
[C]
[B]Crip

[Verse 1]
niggas,
Blood niggas, [C]ese's, Asians
[B]Dominicans, Puerto Ricans,
white boys, Ja[C]maicans
[B]Latin Kings, Disciples, Vice Lords, [C]Haitians
[B]All these motherfuckers been
patiently wait[C]in'
Since the [B]West coast fell off,
the streets been [C]watchin'
[B]The West coast never fell off,
I was sleep [C]in Compton
Af[B]termath been here,
the beats been [C]knockin'
Nate [B]Dogg doin' his thing,
DPG still pop[C]pin'
I got [B]California Love,
fuckin' bitches to that [C]'Pac shit
[B]And Westside Connection,
been [C]had it locked, bitch
[B]I'm in the rearview, my guns is coc[C]kin'
I put [B]red dots on that nigga
head like [C]Rodman
[B]All Stars, fat laces, gun charge,
[C]court cases[B]
Fought that, not guilty, I'm back,
[C]niggas hate me
[B]Been there, done that,
sold crack, [C]got jacked
[B]Got shot, came back,
jumped [C]on [B]Dre's back
Payback, homie I'm bring[C]in' C.A. back
[B]And I don't do button up
shirts or [C]drive [B]Maybachs
All you old record labels tryna ad[C]vance
Af[B]termath bitch,
take it like a muh'fuckin' man
[C][B]

[Verse 2]
If you take a look in [C]my eyes
[B]You see I'll be a
gangsta 'til [C]I d[B]ie
That California chronic
got me [C]so [B]high
Game tell 'em where you from,
[C]nigga [B]Westside
If you take a look in [C]my eyes
[B]You see I'll be a gang
[C]sta 'til I [B]die
That California chronic
got me [C]so [B]high
Game tell 'em where you from,
[C]nigga [B]Westside

[Verse 3]
I'm lowridin' homey, six [B]trey [C]Im pala
[B]Gold D's spinnin',
chrome hy[C]draulics[B]
Run up on my lo-lo,
you you stop [C]breathin'
Hollow [B]tips make niggas
disappear like Houd[C]ini
[B]Gang bangin' is real,
homey I'm living [C]proof
Like [B]Snoop Dogg,
C-walkin' on on top of the devil's [C]roof
Rap [B]critics wanna converse,
about this [C]and that
Cause [B]red strings in his Converse,
and this a Dre [C]track[B]
Keep jibbin' and jabbin',
I pull [C]the .38[B]Magnum
And get to clickin' and clackin',
your homies [C]wanna know what [B]happened
Come to Compton see Thriller
like Mike [C]Jackson
[B]I might be, Spike Lee,
[Em]of this gu[B]n cl[C]appin'
[B]Prior to rappin', I was drug tra[C]ffickin'
[B]In the dope spot playin'
[C]John Madden
[B]Homey I ain't braggin', I took five
[C]You wanna die[B],
run up on that [C]black [B]745

[Verse 4]
If you take a look in [C]my eyes
[B]You see I'll be a
gangsta 'til [C]I d[B]ie
That California chronic
got me [C]so [B]high
Game tell 'em where you from,
[C]nigga [B]Westside
If you take a look in [C]my eyes
[B]You see I'll be a gang
[C]sta 'til I [B]die
That California chronic
got [C]me so [B]high
Game tell 'em where you from,
[C]nigga [B]Westside

[Verse 5]
New York, New York, big city [C]of dreams
I got [B]my L.A. Dodger fitted on,
I'm doin' my thing
[C]Got me fuckin'[B] with G-Unit,
you you know the drama that [C]bring
I got nig[B]gas in Westside Compton
and Southside [C]Queens
And Buck [B]told me in Cashville, I'm good
when I come [C]through
So I [B]ain't gotta tuck in my
chain like DJ Poo[C]h
I'm [B]gangsta - more like
Deebo when he was [C]Zeus
Play [B]Bishop, I paint that picture,
now who got [C]the Juice?
You nig[B]gas is Nutso, I
take off your [C]roof
Leave yo' [B]ass stretched
out like a Cadillac coupe
[C]God gotta [B]let me in heaven,
all the shit I've been [C]through
I was [B]a O.G. in the hood before
I turned twenty-two
[C]Homey [B]Homey I let the 38 special
ripped through that [C]vest
And I don't con[B]template whether
or not he left his shit on [C]the dresser
Got [B]Compton on my back,
I'm startin' to feel the [C]pressure
I'm [B]lyrically Kool G. Rap on these
[C]Dre record[B]s

[Verse 6]
If you take a look [B]in [C]my eyes
[B]You see I'll be a
gangsta 'til [C]I d[B]ie
That California chronic
got me [C]so [B]high
Game tell 'em where you from,
[C]nigga [B]Westside
If you take a look in [C]my eyes
[B]You see I'll be a gan[Bm]g
[C]sta 'til I [B]die
That California chronic
got me [C]so [B]high
Game tell 'em where you from,
nigga Westside