For My Gangstaz

Livin' in Cali, California, C.A.
Livin', l-livin' in Cali, California, C.A.
Charlie O
Drop that hot sh-

Mother- it's the Game, mister tint the windows wit'cha brain
Since a youngun up and comin, all I did was cop 'caine
They try and change the Game, nigga I still cop 'caine
I ain't moved out the hood, still stay where the cops came

B- they tryin' to throw salt in my name
Barbers tryin' to part my game
N- tryin to chalk my frame
But I walk on a thin line without scuffin' my Chucks
Bad Boy, and I - with Puff

So bring the guns if you want
I'm real good with the glock
And 50 G's say you leave in a box
When I f- Lil' Kim guess I'm feelin like 'Pac
Wanna wrestle The Game, guess they feel like The Rock

"It doesn't matter," 745 up and down your block
Hop out with a Nextel, feel like they shot
It's different in my hood, only time we take shots
Is when the Dodgers did good, live on the block

This is for the gangster, in me
This is for the gangster, in you
All my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster, in me
This is for the gangster, in you
All my gangsters red and blue

I'm worldwide with this gangsta lean, my life's no dream
I got a crew in Jamaica, Queens
Lake Charles up to New Orleans in D.C. I sip
My thugs get crunk off Lil' Flip

State to state many shows I rip, I'm the boss of the Bay
Like Clint Eastwood, make my day
Fine b- look like Lisa Raye, plot on gettin paid
In the end, all they get is played

Maybe a nut, no Ice Capade
Real dudes is shiesty, I only give jewels to wifey
And I don't give a - if you really don't like me
It's in my blood to thug, get ill and hyphy

One of the best I might be, it really don't matter
When I bust, sucker MC's scatter, gettin' out of my way
I bust bad, night and day
I make classics like Dr. Dre, closed casket from rhymes I say

This is for the gangster, in me
This is for the gangster, in you
All my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster, in me
This is for the gangster, in you
All my gangsters red and blue

Gon' move in on your rock, say - the crisis
And ride with the West we got lower coat prices
You know me the king of L.A., New York
Drivin' through Brooklyn in a fo', same color as water

You want X? I can cover the order
Ninety-fo' been hustlin' now watch the - elevate like Vince Carter
Not the rap martyr, or the second rap Carter
Compton's own, I'm home, not the best, I just rap harder

Heir to the throne, nobody rep Compton like me
Street spinnin' like waves on that Continental T
My grandmoms woulda been proud of me
Look at your grandson now
'Til my demise, Black Mafia ties

So it's hard to let the larcent die, my treys
A killer changin' the game like them Marcy guys
And I been compared to Shyne like Shyne was compared to Biggie
I'm from Compton, he from New York City, c'mon really?

This is for the gangster, in me
This is for the gangster, in you
All my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster, in me
This is for the gangster, in you
All my gangsters red and blue