Outside Lyrics – The Game ft. YG

[Verse 1: The Game]
Say you from Compton, but you ain't from Compton
I'm Charles Bronson when I swing this Tompson
You call it Bompton, but you ain't from Bompton
Not the way I seen it, you took the scenic
You at the convenient store when it's convenient
Buster ass, n!gga don't know the difference between Al to Dina
Pass Hadina, you ain't never got your own kaki's the cleaners
Or seen Serena, swinging them rackets, playing tennis
When I was in my tennis swinging, the ratchet Kendrick
Let me get some matches, walk these n!ggas by Athens
Park after dark, when n!ggas get active and sh!t get bracking
Bunch of westside n!ggas, writing leftside n!ggas
Who Notorious for doing sh!t, just like they Bed-Stuy n!ggas
I ate at Tams, you got it brought to you
You a b!tch, you's a buster, you's a mark, you's a prostitute
Ain't no bullets hit you, they ricocheted off your roof
You could've came outside and still survived
N!gga, I'm walking proof

[Chorus: The Game & YG]
Gotta watch them n!ggas
Who only seen the hood from out they window
We was outside
We was putting two Swishas together
Smoking chronic in back to back extendos
We was outside ('Side, outside, ha)
I seen dead bodies got pallet holes
And the Cutlass from the shotty
N!ggas stole my pitbull
I'm 'bout to kill somebody
Still don't know how to hit switches
Ain't in none of the hood pictures
We was outside (Yeah)

[Verse 2: YG]
Suu Whooper, 400 block trooper
Whoever in my way, them bullets shooting through you
Bompton City G, n!gga, you a foofer
F**k with the gang and you gone learn, I'ma be the tutor
Burgundy bandana flag hanging
Really from the gang, my n!gga, audible, this name's ring
Twisting my fingers while the chaings swanging
Like, f**k this rap sh!t, n!ggas gangbanging
I'm richer than you n!ggas, y'all don't want smoke with me
Bulletproof the truck and the shooter's ready to go for me
I fronted n!ggas work, they ain't pay me
So now, they owing me
Tell 'em, "Don't trip"
Pass 'em the bl!ck and tell 'em, "Blow for me"
I really from the war, really
I really do a sneak attack, just to up the score
I don't panic, we got a panic room at the crib
Shooter's on the roof, really?
You ain't living how I live

[Chorus: The Game & YG]
Gotta watch them n!ggas
Who only seen the hood from out they window
We was outside
We was putting two Swishas together
Smoking chronic in back to back extendos
We was outside ('Side, outside, ha)
I seen dead bodies got pallet holes
And the Cutlass from the shotty
N!ggas stole my pitbull
I'm 'bout to kill somebody
Still don't know how to hit switches
Ain't in none of the hood pictures
We was outside (Yeah)