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Yeah, This Album Is Dedicated

To All The Teachers That Told Me I'd Never Amount To Nothin'

To All The People That Lived Above The Buildings That I Was Hustlin'

In Front Of.

One, Two, Three And To The Four

Snoop Doggy Doggy And Dr.Dre Is At The Door

Ready To Make An Entrance So Back On Up

'Cause You Know We're 'Bout To Rip Shit Up

When I Was Young,

Me And My Mama Had Beef

Seventeen Years Old,

Kicked Out On The Streets

His Palms Are Sweaty, Knees Weak, Arms Are Heavy

There's Vomit On His Sweater Already, Mom's Spaghetti

He's Nervous, But On The Surface, He Looks Calm And Ready

To Drop Bombs, But He Keeps On Forgetting

1989 The Number, Another Summer

Sound Of A Funky Drummer

Music Hittin' Your Heart 'Cause I Know You Got Soul

Brothers And Sisters

Straight Outta Compton!

Crazy Motherfucker Named Ice Cube

From The Gang Called N*ggas With Attitudes

When Im Called Off, I Got Sawed Off

I Grew Up On Crime Side, The New York Times Side

Stayin' Alive Was No Jive

Had Second Hands, Mom's Bounced On Old Man

So Then We Moved To Shaolin Land

Ah ha, Hush That Fuss

Everybody Move To The Back Of The Bus

Do You Wanna Bump And Slump With Us?

We The Type Of People Make The Club Get Crunk

Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, Can't You See?

Sometimes Your Words Just Hypnotize Me

And I Just Love Your Flashy Ways

Guess That's Why They Broke, And You're So Paid

Y'all Know Me, Still The Same OG

But I Been Low-key

Hated On By Most Of These N*ggas

With No Cheese, No Deals And No G's

X Gon' Give It To Ya

Fuck Waiting' For You To Get It On Your Own, X Got' Deliver To Ya

Knock-Knock, Open Up The Door, It's Real

With The Non-Stop Pop-Pop From Stainless Steel

I Woke Up Early On My Born Day;

I'm Twenty, It's A Blessin'

The Essence Of Adolescence

Leaves My Body

So What We Get Drunk

So What We Smoke Weed

We're Just Having Fun

We Don't Care Who Sees

When The Pimp's In The Crib, Ma

When The Pigs Try To Get At You

And If A N*gga Get A Attitude

I Got The Rollie On My Arm And 'Im Pourin' Chandon

You Can Find Me In The Club, Bottle Full Of Bub'

Look, Mami, I Got The X If You Into Takin' Drugs

I'm Into Havin' Sex, I Ain't Into Makin' Love

So Come Give Me A Hug If You Into Gettin' Rubbed

Many Men Wish Death Upon Me

Blood In My Eye, Dog, I Can't See

I'm Tryin' To Be What I'm Destined To Be

Ands Niggas Tryin' To Take My Life Away

I Don't Know What You Heard About Me

But A Bitch Can't Get A Dollar Out Of Me

No Cadillac, No Perms, You Can't See

That I'm A Motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

Girl, Its Easy To Love Me Now

Would You Love Me If I Was Down And Out?

Would You Still Have Love For Me?

Girl, Its To Love Me Know

She Was Sayin; "Come Get Me'

So I Got Up And Followed Her To The Floor

She Said, "Baby, Let's Go"

When I Told Her, I Said

I Know You'd Like To Think your Shit Don't Stank, But

Lean A Little Bit Closer, See

Roses Really Smell Like Boo-Boo-Ooh

Yeah, Roses Really Smell Like Boo-Boo-Ooh

You Think You've Got It, Oh, You Think You've Got It

But "Got It" Just Don't Get It 'Til There's Nothing At All

We Get Together, Oh, We Get Together

But Separate's Always Better When There's Feelings Involved

Now Throw Your Hands In The Air

And Wave 'Em Like You Don't Care

And If You Like Fish And Grits And All That Pimp Shit

Everybody Let Me Hear You Say, "O-Yea-Yer"

Fuck The Police Comin'

Straight From The Underground

A Young Nigga Got It Bad 'Cause Im Brown

And Not The Other Color, So Police Think

Here's A Little Somethin' 'Bout A N*gga Like Me

Never Should've Been Let Out The Penitentiary

Ice Cube Would Like To Say

That I'm Crazy Motherfucker From Around The Way

No Matter What I Do

All I Think About Is You

Even When Im With Boo

Boy, You Know Im Crazy Over You

First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim

Westside, when we ride, come equipped with game

You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife

We bust on Bad Boys, n*ggas fucked for life

A Clear Black Night, A Clear White Moon

On A Mission, Tryin' To Find Mr. Warren G

Seen A Car Full Of Girls, Ain't No Need To Tweak

All The Skirts Know What's Up With 213

Straight Gangster Mack, But Sometimes I Get Ridulous

I'll Eat Up All Your Crackers And Your Licorice

Ayo, Fat Girl, Come Here, Are You Ticklish?

Yeah, I Called You Fat, Look At Me, I'm Skinny

Yeah The Shit Gets Hectic, but you gots to accept it

10 Years Chillin' In The Game, Well Respected

But Check This, Some N*ggas Don't Give A Fuck

Never Be Givin' Us Props, See We Don't Stop Cause We Don't Give A Fuck

Rappers, I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm

I be kickin', musician inflictin' composition of pain

I'm like Scarface sniffin' cocaine

Holdin' an M16, see, with the pen I'm extreme

Fuck with your soul like ether

Teach you the king you know you

"God's son" across the belly

I prove you lost already

Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer

Swagger down pat; call my shit Patricia

Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner

You no wan' start Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

I be with bitches that be with bitches

That be with niggas with riches

I tell her, "Get him," she say, "I got you"

I say, "No, bitch, I said get him" (Ha)

Son, they shook

'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Scared to death, scared to look, they shook

'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

In the city (South Central) of L.A. (L.A.)

In the city of good ol' Watts (That's right)

In the city, city of Compton (Yup, yup)

We keep it rockin' (Keep it rockin'), we keep it rockin' (Yeah, yeah)