conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Where You At? (The Whole City Behind Us) with the following description: A mixtape track where Kanye West, Ludacris, and Game talk about their hometowns
  This song became popular from a Boost Mobile commercial that featured it:
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4ko9Ogh75o Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [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 Melyssa Ford
  '94 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
  [Hook: 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 [Hook]
  [Verse 3: The-Game]
  It's Compton's prodigy
  Obviously I'm from the home of hydraulics
  Where they tie bandanas around the steerin column
  Of 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 color 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 Kanyeezy, I'm gon' breathe easy
  [Hook] - repeat 2X