Outside (2022)

[Verse 1: The Game] Say you from Compton, but you ain't from Compton I'm Charles Bronson when I swing this Thompson You call it Bompton, but you ain't from Bompton Not the way I seen it, you took the scenic You at the convenience store when it's convenient Buster-ass nigga don't know the difference between Altadena, Pasadena You ain't never got your own khakis the out the cleaners or seen Serena Swingin' them rackets, playin' tennis when I was in my tennies swingin' the ratchet, Kendrick Let me get some matches, walk these niggas by Athens Park after dark, when niggas get active and shit get brackin' Bunch of west side niggas rightin' left side niggas Who Notorious for doin' shit just like they Bed-Stuy niggas I ate at Tam's, you got it brought to you You a bitch, 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, nigga, I'm walkin' proof [Chorus: The Game & YG] You gotta watch them niggas who only seen the hood from out they window We was outside We was puttin' two Swishers together, smokin' chronic in back to back extendos We was outside ('Side, outside, ha) I seen dead bodies got pellet holes and the Cutlass from the shotty Niggas stole my pit bull, 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) [Verse 2: YG] Soo-wooper, 400 block trooper Whoever in my way, them bullets shootin' through you Bompton City G, nigga, you a foofer Fuck with the gang and you gon' learn, I'ma be the tutor Burgundy bandana flag hangin' Really from the gang, my nigga, audible, this name's ringin' Twistin' my fingers while the chain's swangin' Like, fuck this rap shit, niggas gangbangin' I'm richer than you niggas, y'all don't want smoke with me Bulletproof the truck and the shooter's ready to go for me I fronted niggas 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, but I got a panic room at the crib Shooters on the roof really, you ain't livin' how I live [Chorus: The Game & YG] You gotta watch them niggas who only seen the hood from out they window We was outside We was puttin' two Swishers together, smokin' chronic in back to back extendos We was outside ('Side, outside, ha) I seen dead bodies got pellet holes and the Cutlass from the shotty Niggas stole my pit bull, 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)