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[Verse 1 - Kanye West] Yeah, Yeah I used to front when I write songs Talkin’ about having ice on And I could barely keep my lights on And my beats was so sick I should’ve got a medic, But my credit was so pathetic I couldn’t afford a debit When the dropout dropped I had to cop me a money tree To front on anybody who ever tried to front on me With so much personality what do u want from me I could be by myself and enjoy the company My life this year my career is the lore Bad shit is a war is for Melissa ford ‘94 I could only afford this accord From the home of gang bangin and we all outdoors Southside outside westside lets ride eastside right beside lakeshore drive And i’m (and i’m) chi towns finest, where you at the whole city behind us Where you at the whole city behind us Where you at the whole city behind us Southside outside westside lets ride Where you at the whole city behind us [Verse 2 - Ludacris] It ain’t nothing to it but to do it I came here to shut the place down Till my body starts pumpin red fluid A-town I been through it And we steady getting tested But ready to feel your bubble When we put the lead to it Out west they still bangin Up top it’s really gulley Down south we get buck and turn hearts to silly putty Ludacris I got silly money you got jokes I’ll be laughing all the way to the bank now that’s really funny Big city bright lights, and many pity cause we like fights Maybe long days but its fight nights Living out the night life And people asking where u at Not the club ill stay in to get ripe Hot-lanta home of the booty’s and the really tight skirts Where if somebody moves then somebody gets hurt From Decatur down to C.P., and E.P., Adam’s field to the battlefield, Its D.T.P. Where you at the whole city behind us Where you at the whole city behind us Southside outside westside lets ride Where you at the whole city behind us [Verse 3 - The Game] Its Compton’s prodigy obviously I’m from the home of hydraulics Where they tie bandanas around the steering columns of Impalas And to get hollow we fightin’ pit bulls and rot weiler’s in the projects The objective is make dolla’s Where you at? It ain’t a problem to get it there by tomorrow Cause I got a female friend with frequent flier mileage I ain’t ever been to college got the IQ of a road scholar If you follow G Unit throw up your dub’s and yell hollar To all the Y G’s in khaki’s and white tee’s With Air One’s in every color like Ice T I might be the city of Compton’s right knee The way I paint pictures with these hip hop scriptures Pay attention why the Game shine like a prism Glisten show you how canaries could alter ones vision Not to mention I am Dr. Dre christened On behalf of Luda and Kanyeezy I’m gone breath easy Where you at the whole city behind us Where you at the whole city behind us Southside outside westside lets ride Where you at the whole city behind us Where you at the whole city behind us Where you at the whole city behind us Southside outside westside lets ride Where you at the whole city behind us
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