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Lyrics to Certified Gangsta : <br />[Intro: G.A.M.E. (Jim Jones)] <br />(R.I.P Eazy-E)That Westside(Capo), that city where them tec's fly(Dip-set!) <br />We ride in that Westside(Eastside), that no seeds in our stress side(Lets ride) <br /> <br />[Verse 1: G.A.M.E.] <br />Jim Jones swirvin, I got that purple I'm blowed <br />Tight grip on the Escalade pole <br />Yeah, Harlem's jus' like Compton, that's jus' how I roll <br />Red bandana wrapped around the chrome .44 <br />Gun smokin' like Suge cigar <br />Show me how you stunt you thrown outta movin' car <br />If that thing come out, its murder she wrote <br />If Doc come out, its 30 Impalas on the boat <br />Nigga, we do this everyday <br />Llamas under the thermul, waitin' by ya stairs like Mary J <br />Beat niggaz ride dirty like Jazze Pha, Cassius Clay <br />Knock a nigga out on the ave today <br />Bring the mack ya way me and Santana <br />Blowin' in the crowd like Donnie Hathaway <br />Westside blood-gang, niggaz know what I'm about <br />And they know I'm ruff ridin' so they knockself out <br /> <br />[Chorus: Bezel] <br />Now I ride with my vest, .45 and my tech <br />Big 4 in the '64, like I'm in the West <br />Not petrified to put 5 in ya chest <br />Cause, we Certified Gangstas <br />Stash the mill' in the house <br />And I kill in the drowt <br />That's the chill, when I pump, get it crunk in the South <br />Icegrill, like a nice meal in my mouth <br />Cause, we Certified Gangstas<br /><br />