The Game - Welcome Home (feat. Nipsey Hussle)

  • The Game - Welcome Home (feat.

    Nipsey Hussle)
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    Lyrics:
    [Verse 1: The Game]
    I wake up every mornin' on the same shit
    I smoke my wood to the roach, like I ain't rich
    Niggas I used to hang with, is still gang, gang with
    Lamborghini outside but, nigga, that won't change shit
    Same nigga that gave you classic after classic
    Could still chop rock and zip it, plastic after plastic
    Why you think Dr.

    Dre don't take me on them yachts with 'em?
    Whisperin' to Snoop, "This nigga probably got a Glock with 'em," facts
    Smoke comin' out the ‘Rari hood
    Nigga, I could fuck Nicki if Safaree could
    Motivation for all my niggas that's watchin'
    All my niggas from Watts and South Central and Compton
    I wish you could of been a fly on the wall in my dope spot
    Leanin' with it tucked in my drawers and I hope not
    'Cause doin' 25 to life is a roadblock
    Welcome to my last album, Nip, time to close shop
    [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
    Twenty million dollars actin' broke, nigga (Broke, nigga)
    All you niggas sleep, stay woke, nigga (Work, nigga)
    All my niggas came up sellin' dope, nigga (Dope, nigga)
    Why the fuck you think they call us dope niggas?
    Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, nigga (No hope, nigga)
    Why the fuck you think we sellin' dope, niggas? (Dope, niggas)
    This for all my dawgs and my locs', nigga (Locs', nigga)
    Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, nigga (Ropes, nigga)

    [Verse 2: The Game]
    Fire to the spoon put you on the moon
    Make America Great Again? You a fuckin' coon
    And you niggas wonder why I'm unenthused?
    'Cause hard bottoms trump runnin' shoes
    And the less you know, the longer you live
    And the more you know, they tappin' your crib
    My niggas that say they got shot and actually did
    Who never thought what happened to Pac would happen to B.I.G?
    What happened to L, what happened to Proof, and Jam Jay though?
    Hip-hop'll lean on you, R.I.P.

    to Fredo
    Young niggas stay woke, old niggas stay woke
    It's rainin' hollow tips, I'm drippin' in this Gucci raincoat
    Security won't pat me, niggas won't at me
    Same nigga that saved the West with a bald head and some khakis
    Watchin' Kendrick show while Top Dawg dap me
    This my last album, muhfucker, I hope you happy
    [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
    Twenty million dollars actin' broke, nigga (Broke, nigga)
    All you niggas sleep, stay woke, nigga (Work, nigga)
    All my niggas came up sellin' dope, nigga (Dope, nigga)
    Why the fuck you think they call us dope niggas?
    Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, nigga (No hope, nigga)
    Why the fuck you think we sellin' dope, niggas? (Dope, niggas)
    This for all my dawgs and my locs', nigga (Locs', nigga)
    Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, nigga (Ropes, nigga)

    [Interlude: Nipsey Hussle]
    This shit's over
    Say this your last shit, I don't believe you, Chuck
    I remember L.A.X., nigga
    Bring that beat back for me though, I gotta say somethin'
    Yeah, Chuck, what up?
    [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
    I was like, 'Fuck rap music', I'm gon' rob me a bank
    Starvin' artists ain't my style, that shit'll drive me insane
    Gave my mind to these millions and my heart to the game
    Probably die up in these streets but I survive through my name
    Every nigga 'round me killers and I doubt it'd change
    If the police get behind us, we go out with a bang
    Early 2000s, Murder Inc.

    was a shame
    We was sayin' bullets got no names
    Nigga we was charismatic on these corners like 2Pac on stage
    But, fuck a dream if it's not gon' pay
    You feel me?
    White Sox hat with my Glock on waist
    Couldn't tell me I was not O'Shea
    Posted at the Quick 'N Split, don't get caught on tape
    'Cause they put them cameras up since they shot Quinn Shay
    Chuck, I remember your white Range
    Slauson Ave., ran up on you, gave you my mixtape
    Now
    [Chorus: The Game]
    Twenty million dollars actin' broke, nigga
    All you niggas sleep, stay woke, nigga
    All my niggas came up sellin' dope, nigga
    Why the fuck you think they call us dope nigga?
    Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, nigga
    Why the fuck you think we sellin' dope, nigga?
    This for all my dawgs and my locs', nigga
    Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, nigga
    Dir.

    Stefano Bertelli
    Asst.

    dir.

    Riccardo Orlandi
    Animation Studio www.seenfilm.com
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    Category : Behind the Scenes

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