Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, do the * with me, oh
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, do the steak with me, oh
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, do the wild with me
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go
First things first, the chronic is back
This is Endo, produced by Timbo
Game over, nah, the NWA chain chokin's
Burnin' rubber inside the Range Rover
Chain smokin' purple haze, this ain't another one of those
This the rebirth for Trey, the rebirth for L.A.
The rebirth for hip-hop, another memorial for Machiavelli and Big Pop
Hold up, Tim, stop
I said this another memorial for Machiavelli and Big Pop
Young homie got * locked
Public enemy number one, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-units, all black and black
Impala, I'm a schizo
We with him to six-fold
50 Cent, no
I'm Compton's most wanted when I'm ridin' with Timbo
Boy, if you got a big back, let me bang that
Show me where your friends at, we can flip that
Let me put you on a game
Let me put you on a game
Let me put you on a game
I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Clips at
Show you where they flip crack, where they bitch at
Let me put you on a game
Let me put you on a game
Let me put you on a game
I ain't got the West on my shoulder
Got the West in the backseat of the Rover
Ridin' on doves, nigga, I'm West Coastin'
The next hover from the home of the best
Those you're makin' on that racket
I got the U.S. open
Stun on me, I'll lead you with your chest open
Vest broken, hop in the low-low with the tech smokin'
Bitch, I done paid my dues
And W.A. is back, this is front-page news
I got Dre in the back, ridin' on twenty-twos
Bitches screamin', let me ride, it must be the shoes
Red and black G-6s, red D-6s
I'm going three times platinum, dawg, how do I stop?
Boy, if you got a big back, let me bang 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
I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at
Show you where they flip crack, where they bitch 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, ringer
My unit is gorilla, * with my life, familiar
I will kill you
I know that boy not familiar
But you got to feel him if the doctor sealed him
It's Compton in the house
Without a doubt, I'm the rapper with clout
Other niggas yap about
You know the one that introduced New York to the beach crews
And got them putting red and blue strings in they G units
Get groupie love, tell them to keep moving
If I got a problem with a bitch, I'll let Eve do it
Unless she got on the 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, we can do it
Bitch laid 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 eye in a khaki suit
Girl, if you got a big back, let me bang 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 clips at
Show you where they flip crack, where they bitch 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
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
Let me put you on the game
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