[Verse 1: Kanye West]. Yeah yeah - I used to front when I write songs. Talk about havin ice on and I could barely keep my lights on. And my beats was so sick I shoulda got a medic. But my credit was so pathetic I couldn't afford a debit. When the dropout dropped I had to cop me a money tree. To front on anybody who ever tried to front on me. With so much personality what do you want from me?. I could be by myself and enjoy the company. My life this year my career is the Lord. Bad chick this award is for Melissa Ford. Ninety-four I could only afford this Accord. From the home of gangbangin and we all outdoors. Southside outside Westside let's ride. Eastside right B-Side Lakeshore Drive. And I'm (and I'm) Chi-Town's finest. Where you at? The whole city behind us. [Chorus: Kanye West]. Where you at? The whole city behind us. Where you at? The whole city behind us. Southside outside Westside let's ride. Where you at? The whole city behind us. [Verse 2: Ludacris]. It ain't nuttin to it but to do it! I came here. to shut the place down 'til my body stops pumpin red fluid. A-Town I've been through it! And we steady gettin tested. But ready to fill your bubble when we put the lead to it. Out West they still bangin up top it's really gully. Down South we get buck and turn hearts to Silly Putty. Ludacris I got silly money - you got jokes?. I'll be laughin all the way to the bank - now that's really funny!. Big city bright lights - and many pity cause we like fights. May be long days but it's fright nights. Living out the night life - and people asking 'Where You At?'. Not the club; I stay in the get right!. Hotlanta home of the booties and the really tight skirts. Where if somebody moves then somebody gets hurt!. From Decatur down to CP and EP. Adamsville to the battlefield it's D.T.P.. [Chorus]. [Verse 3: The Game]. It's Compton's prodigy. Obviously I'm from the home of hydraulics. Where they tie bandanas around the steerin collar. 'Nuff Impalas in to get holla. We fightin pitbulls and Rottweilers. In the projects the objective is make dollars. 'Where You At?' It ain't a problem to get it there by tomorrow. Cause I got a female friend with frequent flier mileage. I ain't never been to college got the IQ of a Rhodes Scholar. If you follow G-Unit throw up your dubs and yell holla. To all the Y.G.'s in khakis and white tees. With And 1's in every colour like Ice-T. I might be the city of Compton's right knee. The way I paint pictures with these hip-hop scriptures. Pay attention while The Game shine like a prism. Glisten show you how canaries can alter one's vision. Not to mention I am Dr. Dre christened on behalf. of Luda and Kan-Yeezie I'm gon' breathe easy. [Chorus] - repeat 2X