The Ocean

[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Dre]

(Tryna' find the ocean) It's over here

(Tryna' find the ocean) Yeah, it's to the left

(Tryna' find the ocean) Cause we ain't hard to find, follow the sunshine

(Looking everywhere)

Do you know where to find me, right under that palm tree island

[Verse 1: The Game]

I'm goin', goin'

Take a flight like a motherfuckin' Boeing

Aftermath, and faggot like you ain't knowin'

We stack Bentleys, drive fast cars

And fuck with multiple minages

Livin' the largest, nigga we heartless

How could you blame us?

Crooked cops, they frame us

They mad cause I'm more famous than Amos, right?

Taking cookies from these rookies could be dangerous, right?

Salute your motherfucking city of them Angels, right!

That entertain the life, that ain't the life that we livin'

Most of my niggas is better off in prison

Wishin', missing

They fuckin' kids, man, they fuckin' wife, man

The double meaning only caught up with that white man

Turn off the lights, man, put up the lights, man

Let 'em know we still got it for the right price, man

And you could disappear for the right price, man

This the left culture, best know everybody get lost just...

[Alternate Chorus: Dr. Dre]

(Tryna' find the ocean) It's over here

(Tryna' find the ocean) Yeah, it's to the left

(Tryna' find the ocean) Cause we ain't hard to find, follow the sunshine

(Fuckin' everywhere)

Where the beaches? Where the bitches?

You know, right here, so come on in

[Verse 2: The Game]

Well, I'm gone man

They out of Goose, get Patron then

Can't sell it, move it by the zone and

The money talk, only conversate with grown men

The paper real basic, like the birds that get flown in

California hotties, like furniture in my lobby

Where I'm from, don't you know? Nigga, drinkin' ain't a hobby

I'm bi-coastal, nigga don't make me go postal

You know I keep the Glock 9 comfy in my holster

I'm supposed to ride roasters

Sip bottles on Louis coasters

Feed bitch niggas to the vultures

What, you mad cause I'm back with the doc?

Money, alongside the yacht

Diamonds inside of my watch, ballin'

We all live playin' poker with this rap shit

Game time chips on the table, you know how I get

Hundred thousand Benz

Million dollar checks

Lookin' on my city, kinda hard when you standin' through the clouds and...

[Chorus: Dr. Dre & Dre]

(Tryna' find the ocean) It's over here

(Tryna' find the ocean) Yeah, it's to the left

(Tryna' find the ocean) Cause we ain't hard to find, follow the sunshine

(Looking everywhere)

Do you know where to find me, right under that palm tree island

[Bridge: Dre]

Whenever you touchdown in Cali, be prepared

Cause niggas there, might put your life on the line

Put your life on the line

Put your life on the line

Put your life on the line

If you wonderin' where I be

You know where to find me

I'll be right by that ocean

Don't get it twisted

It's the fuckin' pacific

Come and see, I be right by that ocean

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]

From comin' to follow that order

Understood? We comin' from the water

From comin' to follow that order

Understood? We comin' from the water

(?)

(Tryna' find the ocean

Tryna' find the ocean

Tryna' find the ocean)