Roped Off
The Game
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Dm A# Dm Gm [Hook: The Game]Dm Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offDm Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Y'all gon' get this motherfucker roped offDm F C Y'all gon' get thisA# Gm Am motherfucker roped off [Verse 1: The Game]Dm Posted on Brazil and WilmingtonA# Red flag, red khakis, red PendletonDm Cold steel got 'em tremblingGm Stomp a nigga out (In what?) in my TimberlandsDm Red dot on your head, nigga Either you work at 7/11 or you dead, niggaDm Your auntie stay around here but you don'tDm A# Your cousins might make it outC A# Gm Gm the hood, but nigga you won'tDm Fresh out the barber shop, RIP to G-ManDm West Side Bompton, my city's been on C-SPANDm My hood's been on CNN, my hood's been on watchA# My city's in the middle of Long Beach and WattsDm I'm at the Tam's Burgers, eating friesDm Now how many niggas done died eating number 5?Dm Been shot a couple times, but I'm aliveA# Hub City hustler, I'll show you how to survive, nigga [Hook: The Game] Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offContinúa después del anuncioDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offDm Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Y'all gon' get this motherfucker roped offDm F C Y'all gon' get thisA# Gm Am motherfucker roped off [Verse 2: Problem]Dm Man Chachi don't gang bang, I fuck baddiesA# I'll show you how to stuff 100 P's in turkey baggiesDm Rubber gloves, dark spray, no khakisA# Riding steel, tell Jesus fall flabbyDm L's come bro I'm relapsing to the old daysA# In and out of spouses, middle manning the cocaineDm Finger on the trigger cause niggas ain't trynna fightGm A# And bitches ain't shit, so niggas ain't tryna wife nothingDm Who needs love? Million dollar weed plugsA# Heart cold as Sunset, RIP to Key ClubDm Hoes never ease up, D2BGm Nigga thought he was a foolie 'tilA# he seen me!Dm West Side baby, ain't tripping off nathin'Gm A# Going out a winner like PeytonDm Still 100, like Daytons, gold or the chromeA# Same 'til a nigga gone like Martin and Jerome [Hook: The Game] Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offDm Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Y'all gon' get this motherfucker roped offDm F C Y'all gon' get thisA# Gm Am motherfucker roped off [Verse 3: Boogie]Dm Aye man, just tell God come and lift meA# Come and talk to the devil, man this nigga stay busyDm Don't ever get it twisted, just cause we don't wear DickiesGm You ain't heard of Mausberg, youA# know you ain't from the cityDm Man, I was born in this problemA# We thought we knew the answer way before we seen optionsDm Do you know the feeling to have niggas out watchingA# With your kid out shopping, you gon' still yell "Bompton!"?Dm Man, I done lost hopeA# Hope you a Thug to the Bone when we crossroadsDm Too many RIP shirts around your turf, wait We trying to figure why ya'll gotA# mid in the first placeDm Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, know my niggas on the waitA# Wait, wait, wait, know somebody finna payDm Finna hit Stanford, man I just left the AA# We don't recognize your car, you ain't coming in the gate On West Side Bompton [Hook: The Game] Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offDm Don't get this motherfucker roped offDm Compton Boulevard, WilmingtonA# Rosecrans, CentralDm Y'all gon' get this motherfucker roped offDm F C Y'all gon' get thisA# Gm Am motherfucker roped off