Swizz Beatz and Timbaland cook up a boom bap groove that hits with that classic golden era punch right from the jump, giving The Game and YG the perfect runway. The Game stays locked on standing ten toes down no matter the pressure while YG keeps that same energy going strong.
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Lyrics for “The Game & YG & Swizz Beatz & Timbaland – Red People”:
The Game: It's a half-lit roach sitting in my ashtray, should I kill it? There's a drink in my cup and my homie just died, should I spill it? Let me get my shit off First things first, this rag ain't for play-play I'm from Westside Compton, I grew up with the Bay-Bays, watching gang Mayday, mayday We don't do no acting, we ain't Craig and Day-Day Red rag assassins who bang-bang with a passion Back to back in red Impalas while flicking switches in traffic Do I got it on me? Depending on who asking Swizz on the beat, Rough Ryding to a classic, now stop Drop Open up shop on you niggas, spin the block on you niggas Big Blood in the all black Beamer like I'm Suge and YG riding shotgun, we wish a nigga would Throw up Blood for my dogs cause blood gon' leak So it's blood on my hands and blood in the streets [Swizz Beatz & The Game] I see red people I see red people Blood in my Blood Walk, blood in my talk Bloods in LA, Bloods in New York I see red people I see red people YG: So, woah Yeah, that's High Come Through 400 Block repper, but I be on the nine-toe I be changing C's to B's, that's what I do And I ain't dissin', nigga, I'm from Piru Gangland, you gotta slide, nigga, that's the bottom line Shoutout to the big homie, he got my Glock modified Alibi for when they come talking about homicide And if you turn down a fair, you disqualified Yeah, flaming ass street, tie bangin' ass gang signs all in your face, yeah, make 'em mad Gotta take 'em back, I been on the block Ask Q-Ball, he heard when I let off them shots I let the streets pay for me But the streets don't love you, the Glocks stay with me Two-stepping, strapped up, dangerously Out in Piru, I bang the P with Boldy Throw up Blood for my dogs cause blood gon' leak So it's blood on my hands and blood in the streets Swizz Beatz & The Game: I see red people I see red people Blood in my Blood Walk, blood in my talk Bloods in LA, Bloods in New York I see red people I see red people
