The Chronic The Game (Ft. AD & AV)

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[Hook: The Game]
I let the impala ass scrape, 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, give bitches the gassed face
Don't wait 'til the last day, to see who got the deals
On the Chronic, the Chronic

[Verse 1: AV]
Compton, California born and raised nigga
Remember all them days nigga
Chillin' with the homies, shootin' dice, catchin fades nigga
Little niggas out here on this corner gettin' paid nigga
Did some shit but we gon' take these secrets to the grave with us
I did it all nigga, runnin' from the law nigga
Life behind the bars nigga, and make collect calls nigga
Selling dope and gang banging, I was trynna' ball nigga
Everybody come up, and nobody wanna fall with us
Every night I had a dream I made it out the hood
They see these lights and these cameras and think we got it good
You either gang bang, rap or sell drugs nigga
Welcome to the Hub nigga, it's Compton

[Hook: The Game]
I let the impala ass scrape, 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, give bitches the gassed face
Don't wait 'til the last day, to see who got the deals
On the Chronic, the Chronic