neighborhood supa starz

Singer:game, the

you can catch five

or catch me in the cl-5

whatever way dog

the game get live

keepin it gangsta in a p.d. city velour

late night i'm in dublin's and i got myself a four

the hood love me

hoodrats gotta hug me

pop ex

spark the buba

the shit get ugly

rock the mic anywhere

and i ain't talkin 'bout a concert dog

talkin 'bout ten niggaz in converse dog

get it crackin like we out in the yard

and the warden's watchin

only difference is the whores is watchin

still love to see a nigga

roll up on 20's

hop in that six-four

roll up on bentley's like

i'm a gangsta bay-bee

from the c-p-t

run with the like i'm from dpg

if it's beef

you c-murder like it ain't no limit

and i represent the p like russell simmons

i'm a neighborhood superstar

get it

right

got it? good

okay

it's the black sox and get low we get dough

in the yay they pimp hoes

in compton we six-fo'

i know ya

love to watch me

'specially when i'm lookin rocky

the trey with the broccoli with my handles on the kawasaki

handle my jewels with the cuff in my shoes

ad jacket on my elbow

50 coast the jewels

in my neighborhood i'm young bill gates

never shuffle the cake

so cover my face

and run up in the place

i'm a superstar

dick and my chain

glass bezel and bang

80 karats on my pinky and rang

crews buzz when you speakin my name

cause i'm deep in the game

with top cool thangs and million dollar planes

i'm a maniac

young boy gone

like a young roy jones

you ought of my zone and ain't nobody home

in my neighborhood

produce stars

stakes is high

now we soarin through the spacious skies

drop yo' body with them cakes and ride

the handle is up

switchin gears with the pedal and ride

i'm a shining star

and i gotta hit the boulevard in that new jaguar

why he move through traffic like that

purple haze

ralways

the ojays

the gangsta lean so

please believe that i keep two g's in my jeans

two gats in my sleeve

two rats in my beam'

x-5

mami let's ride

weave in and out of traffic from compton to bed-stuy

it's the kid from the far west i

oh

shit

he know how to do more than flip pies

get money like them stick up guys

them ocean 11" licks got the young kid rich for life