Alameda lyrics

by

The Game


[Hook]
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda

[Verse 1]
n*gga pause when you see us
Fat red laces in them Grant Hill Filas
Young misfits, born underachievers
Mama couldn't feed us, white sheets when you leave us
We be f*cking with hood rats, gang bang divas
One braiding hair, one lacing my adidas
Looking at them train tracks, n*ggas scared to cross 'em
Them same f*cking train tracks run all the way to Slauson
Running from the T-Flats, tryna keep 'em off us
Look over my shoulder, pray to God that I lost 'em
Bust ninas and toss 'em, screaming out what what
Westside Compton, n*gga we don't give a f*ck f*ck
n*gga Preach, dead in the coffin
Let the preacher praise, paramedics breathing softly
n*gga rest in peace, blowing reefer

[2xHook]
Cedar Block Bompton Piru, that's on my see through
YG blowing speakers, riding down
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
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