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Influenced by crime, addicted to Where I can pile up my And call me a timer I been ballin' since my adolescent steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no
right, that's right boy start that shit off
I heard a I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama But was fiction, some coward got the story twisted I no longer existed, mysteriously missin' Although I'm worldwide, baby I hard to find Why I most of my time, my California grind Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's like I'm breathin' a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason See me and hope I'm intoxicated or faded You tried to play me now homicide is my only I'm addicted to currency in this I lead Why the fuck you be runnin', too scared to fight a G For the life of me, I see How motherfuckers picture life after a night of fuckin' around with me And if you don't like this Then bring your big bad ass to we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, to grindin' I can pile up my chips And niggas call me a I been ballin' since my adolescent years climbin' Motherfuckers don't know nuttin' no timin'
I got my locs on hard hat to war Breakin' them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red Watch 'em as I pull my strap, out my drawers And get to dumpin' on ass, like the last outlaws Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' With enough to raise your block in one dip We on horror like Tales From the Crypt And we ain't hard to is the tales that we kick
I'm automatic full of static and shit Movin' Dodge van fifty rounds in the I'm ridin' gun with the tint in the back I'm plan to have a mint in this rap I'm from the sellin' narcotics is all I know I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' And if you need a motherfucker I hard to find
Some may call me Bootsy, but I call it That's I keeps on grindin' (that's right) To the point a nigga can't stop Too much feelin' shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch it's a nigga or a ho, a ho Get in my way, then that ass to go 'Cause a nigga plottin' I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep
Influenced by crime, addicted to Where I can up my chips And niggas me a timer I ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers know nuttin' about no timin'
the steps Abandoned broken apartment complex metal lipstick hairy can't be scary Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya hesitate Best shake and all those I-was-finst-to-ask niggas Motherfuckers-didn't-think-I was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass Threaten your life, ain't you love him your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him (check this out)
I grew up with nigga up with that nigga I hear he tryin' to Double-edgin' for the other But now, my be so judgemental Back of a rental my name out your dental, nigga If your gum and you needing than twenty stitches, you behaved like them bitches Sideways to the in the game Check the resident, all the same (it's all the same) Nigga, and we ain't to find
nah we ain't hard to find The whole clickilation Motherfuckers hard to find, right here
Why them niggas like they can't find us? they can't see us and Like we don't be at the same spots be at? the same congregation Young Pac is back (Nigga be all the way when he see you and shit) a celebration, (guess who's back) (motherfuckers better understand this shit) Young Pac is Ay D-Shot nigga can we get man? Can we just go and sock this shit up please? Hey, we smokin', and we hard to find and shit, fuckin' with some hurricane A motherfucker's get his Marlboro's regardless playa You to to the next light And to the coast Poppin' motherfuckin' ball shit you know I'm sayin' (Money bitches nigga, MOB, MOB)