Cellphone

[Verse 1: The Game] I remember days on Crenshaw Take a nigga Beamer, hit the hood, take his rims off Then hit that block, let him hear that Pac That shit don't stop, su-woo New coupe, through the west side New Benz, top down, new rims New bitch throwin' up Ps, whoo whoop Compton niggas ain't never gon' be the same It's in my blood, you see my veins You see my tats, you feel my pain You in my hood? You from a gang You got two seconds to answer where you from Or you gon' see your brains Now that you slumped I see your change Nigga we got canals, shelves Niggas that tried, niggas that died Niggas that fell well off in a jail cell Shit, we got niggas with full clips That'll dip through your set and disappear like Hell Rell No bail like the Peace Prize Get caught up in the middle of the street at the light You fuckin' bean pie Middle of your forehead nigga, that's where the beam lie (You be ok) Cause I done seen God [Chorus: The Game] Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin' headphones 2Pac in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong" Cherry red Impala, Bobble head red bone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head gone G-Man in heaven, name on that headstone LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs gone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Stop that [Verse 2: Quincey White] Playin' Chronic, blazin' chronic with the windows tinted Cause those that don't cut the check the ones in yo' business Rappers sendin' death threats but still ain't sent no killers The TEC a stretch away, squeeze myself, can't depend on niggas Shit on niggas check the urinal and you'll see That I be droppin' jewels and you should take 'em like a jewel thief Wolves teeth is what I use to eat my fuckin' pray up with Used to make the yayo flip, now Game told me to lay your hits Teamed up, toured the US just to let the name ring Goin' home to fuck shit up, I did the King James thing Steak and lobster with the general, sit with a gangster posture Blowin' all these bands, fans screamin' like it's Frank Sinatra Made it out the South Bay Village, homies hate I prosper But I don't owe you niggas shit, I'm supposed to thank my mama On a chase for commas, got 'em and I raised the Llama Hotter than a blazin' comet, fuckin' South Central monster [Chorus: The Game] Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin' headphones 2Pac in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong" Cherry red Impala, Bobble head red bone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head gone G-Man in heaven, name on that headstone LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs gone I just killed a nigga on my cellphone Stop that [Outro skit: (The Game & Stat Quo)] The fuck? Oh shit, shit Chuck, Chuck! What? This motherfucker Chequana down here sucking the Wolf dick nigga You bullshit Nigga bring your mother fuckin phone, I gotta get this shit on the gram nigga, gotta get my followers up, I'm gonna blow the internet up with this mother fucker That bitch on WorldStar nigga Damn Push the door open nigga, watch out Oh the nigga bustin' on Nasty bitch Bitch get the fuck out of my house bitch This nasty bitch The dead nigga, the mother fucker wolf game head, bitch I didn't even know Wolves could cum my nigga Lowkey Shawty got the best head ever