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the game - the chronic lyrics

[hook: the game]
i let the impala -ss cray, one blunt in my ashtray
and you can go ask dre, see what he got to say about
the chronic, the chronic

we get money the fast way, get b-tches the g-ssed face
don’t wait till last day, to see who got the deals on
the chronic, the chronic

[verse 1: av]
compton california born and raised n-gg-
remember all them days n-gg-
chillin’ with the homies, shooting dice, catch a faze n-gg-
little n-gg-s out here on this corner gettin’ fade n-gg-
did some sh-t, but we gon’ take these secrets to the grave with us
i did it all n-gg-, run it from the law n-gg-
life behind the bars n-gg-, and make collect calls n-gg-
selling dope and gang banging, i was trying ball n-gg-
everybody come up, and n-body wanna fall with us
every night i had a dream i made it outta hood
they see these lights and these cameras
and think we got it good
you either gang bang, rap or sell drugs n-gg-
welcome to the hub n-gg-, it’s compton

[hook: the game]
let impala -ss cray, one blunt in my ashtray
and you can go ask dre, see what he got to say about
the chronic, the chronic

we get money the fast way, get b-tches the g-ssed face
don’t wait till last day, to see who got the deals on
the chronic, the chronic

[verse 2: ad]
compton california since i was [?]
? through the speakers, reminiscin about them old days
[?] tryna get it when we ran into a zip
now ya’ll n-gg-s know dre
no game, no k.dot, hard love i ain’t even gotta name drop
like i got an addiction, because i can’t stop
every time i hear a record when a base drop, bang
you shouldn’t never came in this ?
you shouldn’t never came in this b
i am compton crip going crazy in these streets
one time for my roots
going brazy in these streets on the hood
yeah, yeah, better heard me in the club
n-gg-s think that i love it
baller, hold on these records my triangle office?
who can [?] better cat
who the young enough be coming in the ?
pharmacy?
one of the best spitters on the hood
you can ask pooh
just [?] [?]
cause from hanging on the westside don’t get knocked down
[?] i don’t do it for the props now
need help, i just call up the doc now

[hook: the game]
let impala -ss cray, one blunt in my ashtray
and you can go ask dre, see what he got to say about
the chronic, the chronic

we get money the fast way, get b-tches the g-ssed face
don’t wait till last day, to see who got the deals on
the chronic, the chronic

- the game lyrics

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