Outside
The Game Lyrics


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Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
And if you looking for the hoes fuck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a nigga gotta come outside

Heard a gunshot, walked up out
My motherfucking door, what's happening with all this madness?
What niggas got going on to make me jump up off this Madden
In my Gucci flip-flops, tan khakis, niggas sagging
Niggas pulled up on me, matte black G wagon
I'm like shit, the fo' fif's still in the house
And usually niggas shoot from from where you from, come out they mouth
Got a nigga heart beating like a cutlass truck
But my mama raised a G and she don't fuck with punks
Niggas rolled down the window, couldn't tell who it was
Waving off the chronic smoke, is they Blood or Cuz?
Haha, it's my little cousin Jordan and he's solid
We went up last night, nigga said he forgot his wallet
We was bumping E-40 (yeah that Hurricane)
(Went through ten or twelve bottles of that Sluricane)
We had six white bitches and a gang of weed
You know them blonde hair, blue eyes, they aim to please

Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
And if you looking for the hoes fuck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a nigga gotta come outside

I was dipping down Greenleaf, swerving and I seen my nigga E
(What's cracking cuz? I ain't seen you in a week
Where you going fool?) Compton college to pick this bitch up
We both in Impalas (Make the motherfucker hiccup)
(Now bounce, rock, roller skate)
'Cause we done fucked every bitch in the Golden State
Now tell me, how many bitches wanna fuck this nigga?
Stuff dick in her stomach until that butt get bigger
And we both fuck Kianna, you ain't know that though
(She put a hole in the condom, I don't know that hoe)
Conversating with my nigga at this long ass light
Made a left at Alameda, Eazy bust that right
(I'm gone cuz!) Aight, hit a switch and I'm outie
Back to the westside, that's what Dr. Dre found me
Pull up on Cedar, then I put it in park
Now take yo ass in the house before it get too dark

Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
And if you looking for the hoes fuck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a nigga gotta come outside

Ooh ooh ooh, nigga hop out that rag and smell the oohwee
My little nigga Marcus just pulled up from the I-E
Cup full of Henny, niggas gone off that YG
Told em' take a fade little nigga sayingwWhy Me?
(If he jump up I'm with it, anybody can get it
Mayweather with the right, bop-bop, head splitted
'Cause nigga I'm from the Murda and I don't even bang
You got your ass knocked out, which one of you niggas is game?
'Cause you fuckin' my cousin, she don't like it, I don't either)
Take all that bass out your voice, homeboy this is Cedar
(My bad Chuck, let a nigga hit the weed)
Nah, take this quarter piece and drop it off at the trees
Watch the Fruits though, tell that nigga Soo Woo though
You can take the rag, don't get a scratch on my coupe though
And watch the Palmers they ain't tryin' to hear no truce though
(Non-affiliated, still a shooter like Kukoc)

Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside




And if you looking for the hoes fuck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a nigga gotta come outside

Overall Meaning

The Game's song "Outside" is about the everyday struggles of living in Compton amidst gang violence and police brutality. The lyrics represent the constant fear and anxiety of living in a rough neighborhood, with the singer constantly running from the police and paranoia about being caught up in a violent situation. The singer also boasts about his sexual conquests and love for California living, but still acknowledges the dangers of living in Compton.


The repeated chorus, "Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside, I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside" reflects the fear that exists within the community towards law enforcement. The song also touches on the theme of loyalty to one's neighborhood and friends, despite the surrounding danger.


The song was praised for its vivid storytelling and its honesty in representing the experiences of those living in Compton. It serves not only as a reflection of The Game's experiences and the experiences of the residents of Compton, but also a critique of the systemic issues that create these challenging situations in the first place.


Line by Line Meaning

Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
I often feel the need to evade the police whenever I go outside


I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
I try to be discreet and hope that the police won't recognize me when I go outside


And if you looking for the hoes fuck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
If you're seeking out women to spend time with, I can inform you when they will be out in public


And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a nigga gotta come outside
All of my friends spend most of their time outside, so it's necessary for me to venture out as well


Heard a gunshot, walked up out
After hearing a gunshot, I stepped out of my house to investigate the situation


My motherfucking door, what's happening with all this madness?
I am wondering what's going on outside of my residence with all of this chaos


What niggas got going on to make me jump up off this Madden
I am curious about what activities my fellow people are engaging in which made me stop my video game


In my Gucci flip-flops, tan khakis, niggas sagging
I'm wearing designer flip-flops and pants, with my friends who are wearing baggy clothing


Niggas pulled up on me, matte black G wagon
People arrived in a sleek matte black G wagon to my location


I'm like shit, the fo' fif's still in the house
I became worried when I realized that my handgun was still stored in my residence


And usually niggas shoot from where you from, come out they mouth
Typically, people will shoot at you if you are from their rival area or if they mention you in a negative way


Got a nigga heart beating like a cutlass truck
My heart is beating rapidly like an old Cutlass car with a loud engine


But my mama raised a G and she don't fuck with punks
My mother raised me to be a tough individual and not associate with weak-minded people


Niggas rolled down the window, couldn't tell who it was
I couldn't distinguish who was in the vehicle when the window was rolled down


Waving off the chronic smoke, is they Blood or Cuz?
I signaled to the smoke being blown out of the car window to determine whether they were affiliated with the Blood or Crip gangs


Haha, it's my little cousin Jordan and he's solid
It turns out that the person in the vehicle was my younger cousin named Jordan, and he is trustworthy


We went up last night, nigga said he forgot his wallet
Jordan and I went out last night, and he mentioned to me that he left his wallet at home


We was bumping E-40 (yeah that Hurricane)
We were listening to the rapper E-40 while in the car, specifically the song called Hurricane


(Went through ten or twelve bottles of that Sluricane)
We drank a substantial amount of a beverage called Sluricane which resulted in us consuming a dozen bottles


We had six white bitches and a gang of weed
We had six white women with us and a lot of marijuana


You know them blonde hair, blue eyes, they aim to please
Those women are stereotypically attractive with their blonde hair and blue eyes which makes them want to please us


I was dipping down Greenleaf, swerving and I seen my nigga E
I was driving down Greenleaf street and saw my friend E while maneuvering my vehicle erratically


(What's cracking cuz? I ain't seen you in a week
I asked E what's new because I haven't seen him in a week


Where you going fool?) Compton college to pick this bitch up
I asked E where he is headed, and he informed me he's going to Compton college to pick up a woman he's with.


We both in Impalas (Make the motherfucker hiccup)
We're both driving Chevrolet Impalas which can make obstacles in the road seem like a bumpy ride


(Now bounce, rock, roller skate)
Let's proceed to enjoy ourselves while dancing and skating


'Cause we done fucked every bitch in the Golden State
We've engaged in sexual intercourse with every woman in the state of California


Stuff dick in her stomach until that butt get bigger
It's our goal to repeatedly have sex with a woman until her backside appears larger


And we both fuck Kianna, you ain't know that though
Both of us had sex with a woman named Kianna, which you were unaware of.


(She put a hole in the condom, I don't know that hoe)
Kianna tore a hole in the condom during intercourse, and I'm not familiar with her well enough to know if it was intentional or not.


Conversating with my nigga at this long ass light
I was having a conversation with my friend at a traffic light that seemed to be exceptionally long.


Made a left at Alameda, Eazy bust that right
After turning left onto Alameda street, Eazy took a quick right turn


(I'm gone cuz!) Aight, hit a switch and I'm outie
I confirmed with Eazy that he was leaving, and he quickly departed by activating the hydraulics in his car


Back to the westside, that's what Dr. Dre found me
I returned to the west side of California, which is where Dr. Dre discovered me


Pull up on Cedar, then I put it in park
I arrived at Cedar street, and then parked my vehicle


Now take yo ass in the house before it get too dark
It's recommended that you go inside your house before the sun sets and it becomes too dark outside


Ooh ooh ooh, nigga hop out that rag and smell the oohwee
You should get out of your vehicle and enjoy the pleasant aroma outside


My little nigga Marcus just pulled up from the I-E
My younger acquaintance Marcus just arrived from his trip to the Inland Empire


Cup full of Henny, niggas gone off that YG
We are drinking a lot of Hennessy, becoming intoxicated and listening to the rapper YG


Told em' take a fade little nigga sayingwWhy Me?
We instructed a young man to fight one of us because he was arguing with us.


(If he jump up I'm with it, anybody can get it
If the man decides to start fighting me or any of us, I'm willing to engage in a physical altercation.


Mayweather with the right, bop-bop, head splitted
I plan to hit my opponent with a strong, precise punch similar to boxer Floyd Mayweather.


'Cause nigga I'm from the Murda and I don't even bang
I am from an area known for violence, but I myself am not a member of any gang.


You got your ass knocked out, which one of you niggas is game?
Someone got knocked out, indicating they were unprepared and not meant to be involved in street life.


'Cause you fuckin' my cousin, she don't like it, I don't either)
This person was associated with my cousin by engaging in sexual behavior, which she and myself do not approve of.


Take all that bass out your voice, homeboy this is Cedar
I advise you to speak with a lower tone of voice considering we are on Cedar street


(My bad Chuck, let a nigga hit the weed)
I apologize to Chuck, and ask him to pass me the marijuana


Nah, take this quarter piece and drop it off at the trees
Instead of giving me the entire quantity of marijuana, I suggest that Chuck brings a smaller amount to another area.


Watch the Fruits though, tell that nigga Soo Woo though
Be cautious and keep an eye out for members of the Fruit Town Piru gang, and tell my associate to represent their gang's colors.


You can take the rag, don't get a scratch on my coupe though
You can take the car rag to clean the car, but make sure the vehicle stays in good condition.


And watch the Palmers they ain't tryin' to hear no truce though
Be wary of the Palmer Blocc Compton Crips gang as they are not interested in making peace with rival groups.


(Non-affiliated, still a shooter like Kukoc)
Even though I am not a member of any particular gang, I am skilled in using firearms, similar to basketball player Toni Kukoc's precision with shooting.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: TREMAINE NEVERSON, JERREN SPRUILL, KEON ROGERS, COURTLIN JABRAE EDWARDS, TROY TAYLOR

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