Where I'm From — текст песни

I’m a B-L-double-O-D

Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P

Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E

Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G

Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet

Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C

Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen

Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggas in Timbs

I done seen Young Buck scuff Air Force Ones

In Cashville, but Compton is

Where it’s just me, my son, and my bitch

She graduated when Notorious BIG dropped «Me & My Bitch»

She get them birds past, I put her in first class

And tell her to carry on that Dooney & Burke bag

She from Grape Street, she know how to work the mag

And only buy white tees, tell 'em to keep the purple tags

Cause the laces in my Chucks keep the beef crackin

I lay niggas out like creased khakis

In that G-wagon, lean like the 23's draggin

I got the whole N-Y-C saggin

If you don’t know

(Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggas, Westside)

Where I’m from

(Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks)

If you don’t know

(Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making)

Where I’m from

(Aftermath, you better watch your colors in the City of Angels)

Y’all niggas got it fucked up

What you thought cause I’m from Compton I couldn’t do numbers like Usher?

Platinum certified, nigga that’s a mill' plus

Play both sides of the fence cause the Crips feel cuz

See me ridin with Nate, nigga it’s still Blood

You can C-walk to this, homey it’s still love

Nigga I’ve been bangin since Mary J did «Real Love»

(If you don’t know) I painted the Rover black

The West coast is back, I can smoke to that

Moms got the CL-6, that’s a fact

I bought the house, I’m just waitin on the platinum plaques

Niggas lookin for a cat to jack

Homey I’m willin to do two life sentences back to back

So please don’t push me

You niggas is W-N-B-A, all pussy