Put You On The Game

Electro-convulsive therapy, part one Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the prep with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the stank with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the wop with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back This is indo, produced by Timbo Game over, nah, the N.W.A. chain choker Is burning rubber inside the Range Rover Chain smoking, purple haze This ain't another one of those, this the rebirth of Dre The rebirth of L.A., the rebirth of hip-hop Another memorial for Makaveli and Big Pop Hold up, Timb stop, I said This another memorial for Makaveli and Big Pop' G-G-G-G-G, young homie got shit locked Public enemy number one, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch All black G-Units, all black Impala I'm a schitzo, three wheeling the six-four 50 Cent know I'm Compton most wanted when I'm ridin' with Timbo Girl, if you got a big back let me bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) I ain't got the West on my shoulder, got the West in the backseat Of the Rover, riding on dubs, nigga, I'm West coasting The next Hova, from the home of the best doja Making all that racket, I got the U.S. open Stunt on me, I'll leave you with your chest open Vest broken, hop in the lo-lo with the TEC smoking G-G-G-G-G, I done paid my dues N.W.A. is back, this is front page news I got Dre in the back, riding on 22s Bitches screaming let me ride, it must be the shoes Red and black G6's, red dot on the Glock I'm going three times platinum dawg, how do I stop? I'm hot Girl, if you got a big back let me bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) My unit is Guerilla Fuck with my la familia, I will kill ya G-G-G-G-G-Unit, I know that boy, not familiar But you got to feel him if the doctor sealed him (Is Compton in the house?) Without a doubt I'm the rapper with clout other niggas yap about You know the one that introduce New York to the beach cruiser Got 'em putting red and blue strings in they G-Units Get groupie love, tell 'em to keep moving If I got a problem with a bitch I let Eve do it Unless she got on La Perla and I can see through it I don't just let her ride, I give her the keys to it Me and my bitch lay back in the coupe I'm moving in the neighborhood, I ain't passing through I would've been here after Snoop, but I slowed down To show Timberland how to iron a khaki suit Girl, if you got a big back let me bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) I'll show you where the bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game) Let me put you on the game (let me put you on the game)