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The Game - Where you at
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[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Yeah, yeah - I used to front when I write songs The
Talk about havin ice on, and I could barely keep my lights on Game
And my beats was so sick, I shoulda got a medic Where
But my credit was so pathetic I couldn't afford a debit You
When the dropout dropped, I had to cop me a money tree At
To front on anybody who ever tried to front on me Songtexte
With so much personality, what do you want from me?
I could be by myself and enjoy the company Songtext
My life, this year, my career, is the Lord
Bad chick, this award, is for Melissa Ford Lyrics
Ninety-four I could only afford this Accord
>From the home of gangbangin and we all outdoors Lyric
Southside, outside, Westside, let's ride
Eastside, right B-Side, Lakeshore Drive Liedertexte
And I'm (and I'm) Chi-Town's finest
Where you at? The whole city behind us Liedertext

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Where you at? The whole city behind us Alle
Where you at? The whole city behind us
Southside, outside, Westside, let's ride The
Where you at? The whole city behind us

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
It ain't nuttin to it but to do it! I came here Game
To shut the place down 'til my body stops pumpin red fluid Where
A-Town I've been through it! And we steady gettin tested You
But ready to fill your bubble when we put the lead to it At
Out West they still bangin, up top it's really gully Songtexte
Down South we get buck and turn hearts to Silly Putty Songtext
Ludacris I got silly money - you got jokes?
I'll be laughin all the way to the bank - now that's really funny! Lyrics
Big city bright lights - and many pity cause we like fights Lyric
May be long days but it's fright nights
Living out the night life - and people asking 'Where You At?' Liedertexte
Not the club; I stay in the get right!
Hotlanta home of the booties and the really tight skirts Liedertext
Where if somebody moves then somebody gets hurt!
>From Decatur down to CP, and EP Alle
Adamsville to the battlefield it's C.T.P.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: The Game]
It's Compton's prodigy The
Obviously I'm from the home of hydraulics
Where they tie bandanas around the steerin collar Game
'Nuff Impalas in to get holla
We fightin pitbulls and Rottweilers Where
In the projects the objective is make dollars
'Where You At?' It ain't a problem to get it there by tomorrow You
Cause I got a female friend, with frequent flier mileage
I ain't never been to college got the IQ of a Rhodes Scholar At
If you follow G-Unit throw up your dubs and yell holla Songtexte
To all the Y.G.'s in khakis and white tees Songtext
With And 1's in every colour like Ice-T
I might be the city of Compton's right knee Lyrics
The way I paint pictures with these hip-hop scriptures
Pay attention while The Game shine like a prism Lyric
Glisten, show you how canaries can alter one's vision
Not to mention I am Dr. Dre christened on behalf Liedertexte
Of Luda and Kan-Yeezie, I'm gon' breathe easy

[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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