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[The Game:] Ey yo right here in Southern California Hittin' hardcore pop this wigga Watch out lemme snuff this nigga Who dat the true rap fed The true black vets Me and tommy a bunch of bounty hunters behind me Do it the ski mask way I'ma legend in the makin' Go ask Dre bar smokin' hot like roaches in the ash tray King amongst kings Just rememba one thing Many tried to dial to other niggas that wanted my bling Pour first blast takin these bitches back to the studio turn it up back to makin' them hits I got two sons two bitches just to beef with these two bums I tought about lettin' off two shots to watch his crew run Contemplatin' puttin' money on they head but it's just rap Hit Nas he tol' me don't get down like that It's time to strategize Time to feed me beef But all i can think about is this 40 eatin' ya face Mothafuckas don't know how to beef in this place Call him he call Jeezy Jeezy call so we straight Now But I still got one brow to the ceiling And a loaded 45 that ready for peelin' I make it call more peelin' you make it out lord willin' Letras de cancionesSee life is a card game and I'm the mothafukin' dealer I see you wit a killa See ya chain wit a millions walk with me [chorus:] Cough up a lung where I'm from Compton son ain't nothin' nice {whateva} Cough up a lung where I'm from Compton son ain't nothin' nice Cough up a lung where I'm from Compton son ain't nothin' nice {what} Cough up a lung where I'm from Compton son ain't nothin' nice {what} {DJ Skee} I'ma case of the slaves to lose drama and Dj pools Whether or not they fuckin' wit me I was like Jay I will not lose Been winnin' since the beginnin' before Dre before my records was spinnin' I was down in that chalet fuckin' the finest women Ask ya 50 wrong you want beef just to beef with these 2 bums I neva admit tho she look good 'til she spit cum. From Letras Mania