Lyrics Where I'm From - The Game, Nate Dogg

Where I'm From

I’m a B-L-double-O-D
Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P
Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E
Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G
Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet
Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C
Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen
Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggas in Timbs
I done seen Young Buck scuff Air Force Ones
In Cashville, but Compton is
Where it’s just me, my son, and my bitch
She graduated when Notorious BIG dropped «Me & My Bitch»
She get them birds past, I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on that Dooney & Burke bag
She from Grape Street, she know how to work the mag
And only buy white tees, tell 'em to keep the purple tags
Cause the laces in my Chucks keep the beef crackin
I lay niggas out like creased khakis
In that G-wagon, lean like the 23's draggin
I got the whole N-Y-C saggin
If you don’t know
(Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggas, Westside)
Where I’m from
(Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks)
If you don’t know
(Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making)
Where I’m from
(Aftermath, you better watch your colors in the City of Angels)
Y’all niggas got it fucked up
What you thought cause I’m from Compton I couldn’t do numbers like Usher?
Platinum certified, nigga that’s a mill' plus
Play both sides of the fence cause the Crips feel cuz
See me ridin with Nate, nigga it’s still Blood
You can C-walk to this, homey it’s still love
Nigga I’ve been bangin since Mary J did «Real Love»
(If you don’t know) I painted the Rover black
The West coast is back, I can smoke to that
Moms got the CL-6, that’s a fact
I bought the house, I’m just waitin on the platinum plaques
Niggas lookin for a cat to jack
Homey I’m willin to do two life sentences back to back
So please don’t push me
You niggas is W-N-B-A, all pussy