The Game - Kush (Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
You wonder why when this dropped the third verse was...
Cause I smack rappers, I'm a pimp see
R.I.P. to Pimp C, Ciroc in my pimp cup
Me and Dogg got white boys throwing that shit up
So light that shit up, kush rolled, glass full
Puff puff pass west side get the last pull
Don't make me blow that dust off of my 6'4
Brown paper bag with a bottle full of cristal
Compton monster sold out concerts
Killed everything in my sight, Charles Bronson
And if you don't f*ck with kush after tonight you will
Couple of red exotic cars and blue pills
Park that Aston Martin next to that Snoop Deville
F*ck with him or the doc nigga I shoot to kill
Aftermath bitch, we get the lass in
Cause we done smoked it, drove it and pro'ly crashed it

[Verse 2:]
Niggas put my face on the milk carton
Take the shit off
Cause I've been home with the kids instead of breaking shit up
I'm asthmatic after-mathmatic now where the static
Dre want me in the booth
The room better be padded
Cause I'm loco
Psychotic six hundred wide body
Lost a couple mil last year but why cry about it
West side got a nigga back so I throw my dubs up
Never leave without my straps like that
Got palm trees we coming through on 3's
The AFTER and the TH nigga we got it on me
Aftermath general one love to 50
I ain't seen him in a minute though
Used to be my nigga yo
Money changed niggas
But we the same nigga
Add fuel to the fire that makes the flame bigger
Well sometimes egos clash with desert eagles
But I stay loyal to the city where the weed grow
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale (Compton [x12])