The Game

The Game - Don't Trip

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(Intro: Dr. Dre)

Damn,, my nigga. It’s yo boy Dre

Yo, I don’t think people know that ya know how

To take it to the streets

(Verse: Game)

Check it out now, check it out now

Check it out, uhuh

It’s like that, yeah, it’s like that now

It’s like that, uhuh, it’s like that now

A 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')

(Hook: and Game)

Ooh, that new bounce

New bounce, new bo, 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

(Verse 2: Game)

Nigga, don’t trip, don’t trip, homie

Yeah, I’m the opposite of Crip, homie

Ya 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 ova cop cars

Yeah, I grew up to N.W.A., nigga

And my grannies whipping yay yay, nigga

(Verse 3: Ice Cube)

Come on, don’t trip, homie

Ice grew up around Crips, homie

Where ya motherfuckers find this phony?

Acting hard, he’s a tenderoni

The boulevard to the prison yard, I push this cart

Westside rollin’, wherever ya are

And I been coming up, and ain't none of ya'll niggas running up

Cos' I'm quickdraw when I'm gunning up

Boy ya know the sun ain't coming up

Layed his ass down, tryin' to milk this cash cow

Face down, look at ya now



(Verse 4: Dr. Dre)

Ya know the deal greet a nigga on yo knees bitch

Ya 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 thru' the window with the indo

(It's what this is) We gon' stress them innuendos

(We) Do what we wanna when we want to

(And we) Never hesitated to confront ya

(And we) Same shit as kids

It was normal to us, I might take ya

But it might fuck around and haunt ya

Shoulda come and see this shit

Give a fuck about no tours, nigga

I want ya to come and be this shit

Ren, Cube, Yella, Dre and Eazy-E this shit

See how long it take yo punk ass to leave this bitch



(Verse 5: The Game)

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 momma house was in the middle of the street

How was a nigga supposed to get to school

I hopped every backyard on my block

Til' I got to M 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 sellin' crack on [?], baggin' up sacks on [?]

With the ratchet in my [?] givin' ya the facts on [?]

We was fightin' ova territory with the [?] on [?]

I had to scrap on [?], that's how I got my stripes

Air Max 95s not a scratch on my Nikes

2016 motherfucker don't ya pull it

Cos' I made it out of Compton with a stab wound and five bullets


(Verse 6: The Game)

Cos' 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 ya always act a fool like that?'

Cos' 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 see like that, we be like that

We trip like that cos' LA sick like that

We Blood like that, we Crip like that

The blunt lit like that, we out

(Outro: The Game)

When ya ready, let me know

When ya want it, let me know

I got it, when ya 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 ya? Nigga is wild like gorillas that's stuck in that zoo (yep)

What happens when niggas unite and start makin' the moves

Don't trip

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