Paroles: The Game. Neighborhead Supa Starz.

[Life]
You Can Catch five
Or Catch me in CL5
What ever way dog, the game get live
Keepin it gangstah in the PD
City Vilore
Late Night Humming and dubbling
and i got mah self a ford
the hood love me
Hood rap gotta hug me
Pop that shyt sparka bubba
thiz shyt getting ugly
Drop the mic anywhere
I aint talkin about a concertz dog
Talkin bout 10 megas in converse dog
Get it cracking like we out in new york
and the horton watching
and the only difference is the hores is watching
Styll love to see a nigger
roll up on 20'z
up in dat 64, roll up in bentlyz lik
im a ganstah baby from the CPT
Run with the pound like im from DPG
If it beef you see the murda
lik it aint no luner
and i represent the P like Russel Simmons

[The Game]x2

Im a neighbourhood super star
Get it, right, got it, good, okay
It the black side to get low we get going
And the yee the pimp hoes and comptonz we 64z

I No yeah
Love to watch me
Specially when im looking rocky
Trade with the brokly with the handles on a kawaski
Hand on my chuz with the customs of mah shoes
80 Jacket on mah elbow 50 count the chuz
In mah neighbourhood
Young Bill Gatez
Never shuffled the cakez so come up in mah face
And run up in the place
Im a superstar
Think of mah chain
Glass ? in bang
80 Carrotz on my pinky and ring
Goosebump when u speaking of mah name
Cuz im deep in the game
With Tackle and things
The million dollars Planes
Im a maniac
Young boy gonez
Like a Young Roy Jones
Whoz outta da zone
And aint no body home
In mah neighbourhood
Produces stormz
stakez is high
No we going like the spacious sky
Drop your body when the cagez arrive
The handle was up
Switch the gear hit the pedal and ride

[The Game]x2

Im a neighbourhood super star
Get it, right, got it, good, okay
It the black side to get low we get going
And the yee the pimp hoes and comptonz we 64z

[Life]

Im a shiny star
and i gotta hit the bolevard
In that new jaguar
Why does he move throught traffic like that
Purple haze
road rage
the OJ
the ganstah leans
so please believe that i keep 2 G in my jeans
2 gats in my sleeves
2 rats in mah beam
X5 Mami let ride
Reeveing in and out from traffic from Compton to da best star
It the kid from the far west star
Oh shit
He only know how to do more then filp pies
Get money like them stick up guys
Then motion 11-less got the young kids rich for life
And i aint talking bout the movie or George Clunning
Im talking bout
Runnin in the spot with Ozzi's tucked in the cuggis
Do me?
Naw truly
You might loose ur life
They Say I
Got 2K2 Cover lik AI

[The Game]x2

Im a neighbourhood super star
Get it, right, got it, good, okay
It the black side to get low we get going
And the yee the pimp hoes and comptonz we 64z


(Thanks to FrK for these lyrics)