Snoop, Eazy, shut the fuck up

First niggas gangbangin' on the moon

In forty Chuck Taylors, so we (Twenty deep)

And we askin' anybody (Where you from?)

'Cause everywhere we go, we rollin' (Twenty deep)

And I don't know how they do it (Where you from)

But in LA

You tuck everything, rags, Rollies, and the chains

This for my Crip niggas, Blood niggas, eses, Asians

My Native Americans who smokin' on reservations

Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, Haitians, Jamaicans

And white girls who fuck niggas on vacations

What's brackin', nigga? What's crackin'?

It's The Game, put this shit on

aw, man, let me catch you up

Nate Dogg died, then Nip died (It's one Blood)

But I still got my Crip ties

I been baptized, I been chastised

Kick the '64 door open, this the last ride, get in

Like you call shotgun, nigga, sit in

G-Unit, Aftermath, I ain't never fit in

I was too sharp with the pen, too smart for my own good

Two shots of the Henn', too short-tempered with long wind

Too misunderstood, two Glocks on him, knock on wood

'Cause he might just go 2Pacalypse on his own hood

Pattin' pockets like (Where you from?)

I'm by myself, but it seem like I'm (Twenty deep)

Nigga, Compton ain't nothin' like (Where you from)

Get down or lay down

Burnin' to the back of your taper, I said stay down

Nose on a trey-pound longer than a greyhound

You call it LA, I call this shit my playground

And you can take the boy out the hood

But you can't take the hood out the homeboy

I'm back for my throne, boy

The king of my city since niggas got the city confused

I drill shit 'cause I'm missin' some screws

I float like a butterfly, wave when I flutter by

Sing niggas lullabies, soprano 'til he unalive

All I see is homicide, only thing that come to mind

Is body parts and trash bags zipped up and double-tied

Single shot and double time

I stick and I move, keep the pole like I'm fishin' for food

Keep a red bandana on the mirror, hit a switch and I cruise

Switch on me, so crash out, I'm tryna get on the news

High-speed chase, on the freeway throwin' hundreds out

Cedar Block, leave the spot and do it while the sun is out

Whole hood jumpin' out, everybody thumpin' out

Take the dirty pistols to Catalina, then we dump 'em out

So, nigga, fuck (Where you from)

Me and my niggas on this yacht and we (Twenty deep)

Then it's back to the block like (Where you from?)