Don't Trip

The Game

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    Yo, yo, will.I.am, my nigga
    It's your boy Dre
    Yo, I-I don't think people know that you know how to take it to the streets
    Check it out now, check it out now
    Check it out, uh-huh
    It's like that, yeah, it's like that now
    It's like that, uh-huh, it's like that now
    That black .45, I gotta put it on
    That chrome Glock 9, I gotta put it on
    That .38 special, I gotta put it on
    Never leave the house without the teflon
    Hop off the porch like
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, that new bounce
    New bounce, new bou-don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me
    Nigga don't trip
    Nigga, don't trip
    Don't trip, homie
    Yeah, I'm the opposite of Crip, homie
    You ain't even gotta ask, niggas know me
    I make it rain like Tony! Toni! Toné!
    Aventador to the corner store, I whip this hard
    Compton God, watch 'em jump over cop cars
    Yeah, I grew up to N.W.A, nigga
    And my grannies whipping yay-yay, nigga
    Come on, don't trip, homie
    Ice grew up around Crips, homie
    Where you motherfuckers find this phony?
    Acting hard, he's a tenderoni
    The boulevard to the prison yard, I push this cart
    Westside rolling, wherever you are
    And I been coming up, and ain't none of ya'll niggas running up
    Cause I'm quickdraw when I'm gunning up
    Boy you know the sun ain't coming up
    Layed that ass down
    Tryna milk this cash cow
    Face down, look at you now bitch
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, that new bounce
    New bounce, new bou-don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me
    Nigga don't trip
    You know the deal greet a nigga on your knees bitch
    You heard the talk around town I don't need shit, Compton
    Deep water got 'em sea sick
    Murder, murder shit and ain't nobody see shit
    Bomb weed, palm tree, gold D shit
    Who that nigga that said I wasn't gon' be shit
    Cocktail through the window with the indo
    (It's what this is) We don't stress them innuendos
    (We) Do what we wanna when we want to
    (And we) Never hesitated to confront you
    (And we) Seen shit as kids
    It was normal to us, I might take you
    But it might fuck around and haunt you
    Shoulda come and see this shit
    Give a fuck about no tours, nigga
    I want you to come and be this shit
    Ren, Cube, Yella, Dre and Eazy-E this shit
    See how long it take your punk ass to leave this bitch
    Compton
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Nigga don't trip
    Don't trip blood, I make it rain in Compton like it's a strip club
    I grew up on Santana block, that's where the Crips was
    My mama house was in the middle of the street
    How was a nigga supposed to get to school
    I hopped every backyard on my block
    Till I got to Elm Street, took the rag out my sock
    And I could have been a Crip but I ain't like blue that much
    All Crip school, I ain't really go to school that much
    I was selling crack on Elm, bagging up sacks on Elm
    With the ratchet in my Bulls jacket giving you the facts on Elm
    King Frog and Big Face had my back on Elm
    We was fighting over territory with the T-Flats on Elm
    I had to scrap on Elm, that's how I got my stripes
    Air Max 95s not a scratch on my Nikes
    2016 motherfucker don't you pull it
    Cause I made it out of Compton with a stab wound and five bullets
    Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
    Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
    Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
    Don't trip on me oh, don't trip on me oh
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Don't trip on me, don't trip on me
    Nigga don't trip
    Cause I'm bool like that, I'm bool like that
    I'm bool like that, yeah I'm bool like that
    They say "Game, why you always act a fool like that?"
    Cause I went to Compton High Crip School like that
    I was Blood and I ain't really like blue like that
    They was Crippin they ain't give a fuck who like that
    Them niggas jumped me why they have to do a 'ru like that
    Nigga went and got the homies and we flew right back
    They C like that, we B like that
    We trip like that cause LA sick like that
    We Blood like that, we Crip like that
    The blunt lit like that, we out
    When you ready, lemme know
    When you want it, lemme know, I got it
    When you see me, congratulate a nigga don't hate
    Niggas will always be niggas, yep, true
    That's why I don't trip on these niggas, would you?
    Niggas is wild like gorillas that's stuck in that zoo, yep
    What happens when niggas unite and start making the moves
    Don't trip

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    Composición: James Brown, Dr Dre, Ice Cube, Will.i.am. y The Game

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