Outside Lyrics – The Game
Singer: The Game
Title: Outside
Say you from Compton, but you ain’t from Compton
I’m Charles Bronson when I swing this Tompson
You call it Bompton, but you ain’t from Bompton
Not the way I seen it, you took the scenic
You at the convenient store when it’s convenient
Buster #ss, n#gg# don’t know the difference between Al to Dina
Pass Hadina, you ain’t never got your own kaki’s the cleaners
Or seen Serena, swingin’ them rackets, playin’ tennis
When I was in my tennis swingin’, the ratchet Kendrick
Let me get some matches, walk these n#gg#s by Athens
Park after dark, when n#gg#s get active and sh#t get brackin’
Bunch of westside n#gg#s, writin’ leftside n#gg#s
Who Notorious for doin’ sh#t, just like they Bed-Stuy n#gg#s
I ate at Tams, you got it brought to you
You a b#tch, you’s a buster, you’s a mark, you’s a prostitute
Ain’t no bullets hit you, they ricocheted off your roof
You could’ve came outside and still survived, n#gg#, I’m walkin’ proof
Gotta watch them n#gg#s who only seen the hood from out they window
We was outside
We was puttin’ two Swishas together, smokin’ chronic in back to back extendos
We was outside (‘Side, outside, ha)
I seen dead bodies got pallet holes and the Cutlass from the shotty
n#gg#s stole my pitbull, I’m ’bout to kill somebody
Still don’t know how to hit switches, ain’t in none of the hood pictures
We was outside (Yeah)
Suu Whooper, 400 block trooper
Whoever in my way, them bullets shootin’ through you
Bompton City G, n#gg#, you a foofer
f#ck with the gang and you gon’ learn, I’ma be the tutor
Burgundy bandana flag hangin’
Really from the gang, my n#gg#, audible, this name’s ring
Twistin’ my fingers while the chain’s swangin’
Like, f#ck this rap sh#t, n#gg#s g#ngb#ngin’
I’m richer than you n#gg#s, y’all don’t want smoke with me
Bulletproof the truck and the shooter’s ready to go for me
I fronted n#gg#s work, they ain’t pay me, so now, they owin’ me
Tell ’em, “Don’t trip”, pass ’em the blick and tell ’em, “Blow for me”
I really from the war, really
I really do a sneak attack, just to up the score
I don’t panic, we got a panic room at the crib
Shooter’s on the roof, really? You ain’t livin’ how I live
Gotta watch them n#gg#s who only seen the hood from out they window
We was outside
We was puttin’ two Swishas together, smokin’ chronic in back to back extendos
We was outside (‘Side, outside, ha)
I seen dead bodies got pallet holes and the Cutlass from the shotty
n#gg#s stole my pitbull, I’m ’bout to kill somebody
Still don’t know how to hit switches, ain’t in none of the hood pictures
We was outside (Yeah)
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