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{Yeah, yeah}
{Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah}

I was just a young boy,
Raised out in Carson,
Ambla Elementary,
Principal Dr. Larson,
Me and my godbrotha,
Tyrin Davis,
walkin down the hallways,
He got all the ladies.
I was just a nappy head
livin on the 9 block,
'ready went to Bedcross,
I was at the chronic spot.
Did a lil' rooster
and my homey shantwain-
and the homey Big B
put me on the game.
The big homey solo
told me not to bang.
He told me don't put
my career to a shame.
But I did, anyway,
and I got in trouble but
I had the hookup on the hundred dolla double ups,
My nigga E-dog... he had the flow,
And when I snuck out my window,
I used to go smoke up his endo.
Oh

Cen...ter...view
{I grew up in the little town called}
Cen... {oh yea} ter...view {oh, yes I did}
{I did a little bit of dirt in}
Cen...ter...{oh, yes I did} view
{aww yes I did}

My dad was always at Church
working in his office,
and my cousin Ryan got a
scholarship to college.
Everything start happening
All so quick- fast
I got on a TV show
and started to make cash,
My sister's on the radio
Banging through the stereo,
I remember when we used to go
skate at Skate Depot,
Damn those were the days,
Things just ain't the same,
And to my little homey D-O,
You gotta be careful in this game.

Cen...ter {oh yes you do}...view
{Listen, I was raised in a little town called}
Cen... {oh} ter... {yea} view {you see}
{I did a little dirt in}
Cen {in} ...ter...{in, in} view
{in Centerview, ay ay ay...}

Guess who I do it back
So all I do is that
So how I'm giving back,
Put my city on the map
That's why I do it back
First time I held this track
So how I'm giving back,
Put my city on the map

In Cen...ter...view

Oh, I used to take the circuit bus
To the Carson mall,
To go buy cans of spray paint to
hit up on the walls,
I was young and dumb,
I was livin' crazy,
But thank God for my family, cuz
man they really saved me, yeah,
{Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh}
To everybody in my city
that remembers good times, oh oh,
{Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh}
I took a ride back to Carson
Just to hug a few friends, oh oh,
{Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh}
You see, I know I can get you chillin
On the block around ten, Oh oh,
{Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh}
Ay, And all the soldiers that didn't go
Who are locked up in the pen
Woah...
In Centerview, Yeah,
Woah... woah...
Well homey, this one's for you.

Cen...{you, you}ter...view
{You see, I was raised in a little town called}
Cen... {oh yea, yea} ter... view
{haha and uh- I did a little dirt in}
Cen {oh}...ter...{ooh} view
Cen...ter...view
Cen...ter...view
Cen...ter...view

Guess who I do it back
So all I do is that
So how I'm giving back,
Put my city on the map
That's why I do it back
First time I held this track
So how I'm giving back,
Put my city on the map

East side up,
West Coast,
I'm out.
{Yeah, yeah}   {Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah}     I was just a young boy,   Raised out in Carson,   Ambla Elementary,   Principal Dr. Larson,   Me and my godbrotha,   Tyrin Davis,   walkin down the hallways,   He got all the ladies.   I was just a nappy head   livin on the 9 block,   'ready went to Bedcross,   I was at the chronic spot.   Did a lil' rooster   and my homey shantwain-   and the homey Big B   put me on the game.   The big homey solo   told me not to bang.   He told me don't put   my career to a shame.   But I did, anyway,   and I got in trouble but   I had the hookup on the hundred dolla double ups,   My nigga E-dog... he had the flow,   And when I snuck out my window,   I used to go smoke up his endo.   Oh     Cen...ter...view   {I grew up in the little town called}   Cen... {oh yea} ter...view {oh, yes I did}   {I did a little bit of dirt in}   Cen...ter...{oh, yes I did} view   {aww yes I did}     My dad was always at Church   working in his office,   and my cousin Ryan got a   scholarship to college.   Everything start happening   All so quick- fast   I got on a TV show   and started to make cash,   My sister's on the radio   Banging through the stereo,   I remember when we used to go   skate at Skate Depot,   Damn those were the days,   Things just ain't the same,   And to my little homey D-O,   You gotta be careful in this game.     Cen...ter {oh yes you do}...view   {Listen, I was raised in a little town called}   Cen... {oh} ter... {yea} view {you see}   {I did a little dirt in}   Cen {in} ...ter...{in, in} view   {in Centerview, ay ay ay...}     Guess who I do it back   So all I do is that   So how I'm giving back,   Put my city on the map   That's why I do it back   First time I held this track   So how I'm giving back,   Put my city on the map     In Cen...ter...view     Oh, I used to take the circuit bus   To the Carson mall,   To go buy cans of spray paint to   hit up on the walls,   I was young and dumb,   I was livin' crazy,   But thank God for my family, cuz   man they really saved me, yeah,   {Oh-oh, oh-oh   Oh-oh, oh-oh}   To everybody in my city   that remembers good times, oh oh,   {Oh-oh, oh-oh   Oh-oh, oh-oh}   I took a ride back to Carson   Just to hug a few friends, oh oh,   {Oh-oh, oh-oh   Oh-oh, oh-oh}   You see, I know I can get you chillin   On the block around ten, Oh oh,   {Oh-oh, oh-oh   Oh-oh, oh-oh}   Ay, And all the soldiers that didn't go   Who are locked up in the pen   Woah...   In Centerview, Yeah,   Woah... woah...   Well homey, this one's for you.     Cen...{you, you}ter...view   {You see, I was raised in a little town called}   Cen... {oh yea, yea} ter... view   {haha and uh- I did a little dirt in}   Cen {oh}...ter...{ooh} view   Cen...ter...view   Cen...ter...view   Cen...ter...view     Guess who I do it back   So all I do is that   So how I'm giving back,   Put my city on the map   That's why I do it back   First time I held this track   So how I'm giving back,   Put my city on the map     East side up,   West Coast,   I'm out.
 
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