Hit The News - The Game

40 ounces ain’t the only thing poppin'

'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin'

Low lows ain’t the only thing droppin'

Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching niggas yell «Compton!»

Like ooh, ooh

Them niggas hoppin' out of coupés, coupés

Fuck you thought nigga?

They tryna' overuse the shotty

Shit I’m tryna' hit the news with the shotty

I am from where the niggas say «What'd up Cuh?»

You can get your ass wet up by «One Blood?»

And I bet they just saw El Chapo

And you can get your noodles spilled right up in your taco

And you can get your taco turnt into some nachos

All over cheese my nigga

What’s beef my nigga?

Ridin' by slow mo

Bullet holes in Caine and Sharif my nigga!

Fuck peace my nigga!

Cause every time we try that

We get smoked by police my nigga

I am bringing sheets my nigga

Went from being skinny and gettin' jacked for my Penny’s to a beast my nigga

40 ounces ain’t the only thing poppin'

'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin'

Low lows ain’t the only thing droppin'

Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching niggas yell «Compton!»

Like ooh, ooh

Them niggas hoppin' out of coupés, coupés

Fuck you thought nigga?

They tryna' overuse the shotty

Shit I’m tryna' hit the news with the shotty

I want the zooms zooms and wam wams, bricks in the Trans Am

Shooters on first, second and third, that’s a grand slam

These rap niggas Fruit Loops;

Toucan Sam

When I say so, bloods rush like a handstand

And ain’t with that old Death Row shit

Been bangin' since '94, I ain’t never did no hoe shit

Type of nigga I am, empty out the whole clip

Call my YG’s and have em' run through your whole shit

Who was before Kendrick, who was before Nip?

Middle of the Slauson, did my shit fighting four Crips

You win some and you lose some nigga

You break knuckles and you bruise some nigga, what?

40 ounces ain’t the only thing poppin'

'Round here we get it clockin' when the things start knockin'

Low lows ain’t the only thing droppin'

Bodies hit the ground, tires screeching niggas yell «Compton!»

Like ooh, ooh

Them niggas hoppin' out of coupés, coupés

Fuck you thought nigga?

They tryna' overuse the shotty

Shit I’m tryna' hit the news with the shotty