Alameda
The Game Lyrics


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Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda

Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Alameda, Alameda
Nigga 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 fucking with hood rats, gang bang divas
One braiding hair, one lacing my Adidas
Looking at them train tracks, niggas scared to cross 'em
Them same fucking 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, nigga we don't give a fuck fuck
Nigga preach, dead in the coffin
Let the preacher praise, paramedics bring us off
Nigga rest in peace, blowing reefer

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

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of The Game's song "Alameda" capture the raw and challenging realities of growing up in a disadvantaged and gang-infested neighborhood. The repeated chant of "Alameda" serves as both a constant reminder of the environment these individuals come from and a way for them to assert their identity.


The first verse delves into the struggles faced by the singer and his companions. They were born as underachievers, surrounded by poverty and lacking proper nourishment. The reference to "white sheets" suggests the violence and death that are common occurrences in their community. Despite these hardships, they find solace and companionship in relationships with women living similar lives. The train tracks symbolize the physical and metaphorical boundaries they must navigate and the fear that comes with crossing into unknown territories. The line "Them same fucking train tracks run all the way to Slauson" implies that the challenges they face stretch beyond their neighborhood.


The second verse references specific gang affiliations, specifically the Cedar Block Bompton Piru. The singer aligns himself with this gang to assert his loyalty and solidarity within his community. The mention of YG blowing speakers suggests a loud and unapologetic representation of their community's presence as they ride through their neighborhood on Alameda street. This line also implies a sense of rebellion and defiance, as they refuse to be silenced or ignored.


Overall, the lyrics highlight the struggles and sense of pride that come from growing up in a disadvantaged and gang-ridden neighborhood. Through words that reflect their reality, The Game sheds light on the harsh conditions faced by individuals in these communities, emphasizing their resilience and unwavering loyalty to their neighborhood and each other.


Line by Line Meaning

Alameda, Alameda
Repeated use of Alameda as a chant or mantra, possibly representing a sense of pride or identity


Nigga pause when you see us
People are cautious or intimidated when they see us


Fat red laces in them Grant Hill Filas
We wear stylish sneakers with bold red laces


Young misfits, born underachievers
We are rebellious and unconventional, not conforming to societal expectations


Mama couldn't feed us, white sheets when you leave us
We come from a disadvantaged background, symbolized by poverty and the possibility of death


We be fucking with hood rats, gang bang divas
We associate with promiscuous and dangerous women from the neighborhood


One braiding hair, one lacing my Adidas
While one woman is braiding my hair, another is helping me put on my Adidas shoes


Looking at them train tracks, niggas scared to cross 'em
We observe the train tracks as a symbol of fear and obstacles


Them same fucking train tracks run all the way to Slauson
These train tracks extend to Slauson, emphasizing the continuity of difficulties


Running from the T-Flats, tryna keep 'em off us
We are evading the T-Flats, a dangerous group attempting to harm us


Look over my shoulder, pray to God that I lost 'em
We constantly check behind us, hoping that we have successfully escaped our pursuers


Bust ninas and toss 'em, screaming out what what
We engage in criminal activities and brag about our actions


Westside Compton, nigga we don't give a fuck fuck
We proudly represent the Westside of Compton and have a disregard for the rules


Nigga preach, dead in the coffin
People talk a lot, but ultimately end up in a grave


Let the preacher praise, paramedics bring us off
Although the preacher may offer blessings, it is the paramedics who save us when we are in danger


Nigga rest in peace, blowing reefer
We remember and honor the deceased while smoking marijuana


Cedar Block Bompton Piru, that's on my see through
We belong to the Cedar Block Bompton Piru gang, and it is evident to anyone who looks closely


YG blowing speakers, riding down
YG, a rapper, plays his music loudly and cruises down the street




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JAYCEON TERRELL TAYLOR

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Comments from YouTube:

@NIMMHATVRapBeats

this beat... game u killed it too....

@mshan9438

This track deserved a video

@mhs138squad8

This song might be old but this mudafucka slaps and always will

@JCM311

MHS 138 squad I still listen to all his old shit. Most older rap is better than new shit today anyways..

@infamous79936

Classic game

@matkaboska9618

That beat killz me

@edenhilton9682

This is definitely a blood song suwop

@justinx2209

Big daw did it again .. Play that shit

@MrLollipop123

Does anyone know which sample was use in the song?

@deadby828boii

Swoooop blood gang

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