Letra The Part - The Game
If you ain't a real nigga, then homie, just say that (Dead homies)
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
I'm brazy, I'm stupid
Life ain't easy, nigga, but I'm ruthless
I got a Glock on my waist and I use it
After I explain to this bitch what a coupe is
See where the roof is? It's sittin' in the back
And I'm sittin' in the front in a Cincinnati hat
But I'm not from Ohio, nigga, I'm from Bompton
I raised the boogeyman, I'm the fuckin' boogey monster
Nigga, what up?
Nobody asked you how you feel, shut the fuck up
Don't let 'em ask you where you from, nigga, chunk up
I'll pull that Maybach truck up
Knuck if you buck, Crime Mob if a lil' nigga run up
Get shot in your shit
Hit a nigga up like Pac in this bitch
If he was, he'd probably still be alive
'Cause I would've shot back and told the nigga, "Pac, drive"
If you ain't a real nigga, then homie, just say that (Dead homies)
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
It ain't where you from, it's where you stay at (Got the lo' on you niggas)
We gon' put you on if you put on that LA hat (Go 'head, put it on)
Creepin' in front of the woods, I gotta give love to my hood, Bolen
Think of eruptin', Honda Civic and it's stolen
Bow-wow-wow, yippee-yo, yippee-yay
Got a big ol' gun hangin' out the side of my waist
So famous, the ese N.W.A
And I'm the best Latino rapper in the whole state
California, Pelican Bay where we rotate
We beat your ass in dayroom until my shoulder dislocate
It's the famous gangbanger, I been amazin' 'em
Lame motherfuckers sprangle 'em, then bang on 'em
And now you wonder why everybody that hate on him
Gang and them, big face tats, I'll never laser 'em
If you ain't a real nigga, then homie, just say that (Dead homies)
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
It ain't where you from, it's where you stay at (Got the lo' on you niggas)
We gon' put you on if you put on that LA hat (Go 'head, put it on)
This the part, yeah, this the part
This the part gang find out you a mark
You weren't hangin' out after dark
I was big fish, doin' skits with the sharks
This the part I drop ten on a crib
When I said ten, bitch, I meant M's
Her nigga had her cryin' to her friends
I had her cryin' in a Maybach Benz
I just dropped a whole fifth, bitch, I'm loaded
Rich nigga belly, bitch, I'm bloated
This '6-4 got switches on it
My dick got bitches on it
West Ness to the BPS
Back to Bompton and straight to the I-Fs
To the Vs and NHPs, I'ma fly ref'
Real Damu rider, I got ties, yeah
If you ain't a real nigga, then homie, just say that (Dead homies)
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
It ain't where you from, it's where you stay at (Got the lo' on you niggas)
We gon' put you on if you put on that LA hat (Go 'head, put it on)
So what's up, you tryna buy it or what, fool?
Hell yeah, nigga, here, give me that extra key
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
I'm brazy, I'm stupid
Life ain't easy, nigga, but I'm ruthless
I got a Glock on my waist and I use it
After I explain to this bitch what a coupe is
See where the roof is? It's sittin' in the back
And I'm sittin' in the front in a Cincinnati hat
But I'm not from Ohio, nigga, I'm from Bompton
I raised the boogeyman, I'm the fuckin' boogey monster
Nigga, what up?
Nobody asked you how you feel, shut the fuck up
Don't let 'em ask you where you from, nigga, chunk up
I'll pull that Maybach truck up
Knuck if you buck, Crime Mob if a lil' nigga run up
Get shot in your shit
Hit a nigga up like Pac in this bitch
If he was, he'd probably still be alive
'Cause I would've shot back and told the nigga, "Pac, drive"
If you ain't a real nigga, then homie, just say that (Dead homies)
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
It ain't where you from, it's where you stay at (Got the lo' on you niggas)
We gon' put you on if you put on that LA hat (Go 'head, put it on)
Creepin' in front of the woods, I gotta give love to my hood, Bolen
Think of eruptin', Honda Civic and it's stolen
Bow-wow-wow, yippee-yo, yippee-yay
Got a big ol' gun hangin' out the side of my waist
So famous, the ese N.W.A
And I'm the best Latino rapper in the whole state
California, Pelican Bay where we rotate
We beat your ass in dayroom until my shoulder dislocate
It's the famous gangbanger, I been amazin' 'em
Lame motherfuckers sprangle 'em, then bang on 'em
And now you wonder why everybody that hate on him
Gang and them, big face tats, I'll never laser 'em
If you ain't a real nigga, then homie, just say that (Dead homies)
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
It ain't where you from, it's where you stay at (Got the lo' on you niggas)
We gon' put you on if you put on that LA hat (Go 'head, put it on)
This the part, yeah, this the part
This the part gang find out you a mark
You weren't hangin' out after dark
I was big fish, doin' skits with the sharks
This the part I drop ten on a crib
When I said ten, bitch, I meant M's
Her nigga had her cryin' to her friends
I had her cryin' in a Maybach Benz
I just dropped a whole fifth, bitch, I'm loaded
Rich nigga belly, bitch, I'm bloated
This '6-4 got switches on it
My dick got bitches on it
West Ness to the BPS
Back to Bompton and straight to the I-Fs
To the Vs and NHPs, I'ma fly ref'
Real Damu rider, I got ties, yeah
If you ain't a real nigga, then homie, just say that (Dead homies)
If you don't fuck with Westside shit, don't play that (Don't play it, nigga, we don't give a fuck, ayy)
It ain't where you from, it's where you stay at (Got the lo' on you niggas)
We gon' put you on if you put on that LA hat (Go 'head, put it on)
So what's up, you tryna buy it or what, fool?
Hell yeah, nigga, here, give me that extra key
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