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Influenced by crime, to grindin' I can pile up my chips And niggas me a timer I been ballin' since my adolescent steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers don't know about no timin'
right, that's right boy start that shit off
I heard a rumour I died, in cold blood dramatized Pictures of me in my final you know Mama cried But was fiction, some coward got the story twisted I no longer existed, mysteriously missin' Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't to find Why I spend most of my time, my California Watching for thievin' I'm it's like I'm barely breathin' Puttin a bullet in motherfuckers give me a See me and I'm intoxicated or slightly faded You tried to play me now is my only payment I'm addicted to currency in this life I Why the fuck you cowards be runnin', too 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 like this rhyme Then bring big bad ass to California 'Cause we ain't to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to Where I can pile up my And niggas me a timer I ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin' Motherfuckers don't know nuttin' no timin'
I got my locs on hard hat to war them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lights Watch 'em pause as I my strap, out my drawers And get to dumpin' on ass, like the last outlaws Rich, 2Pac and the Click, blunts, loadin' clips With enough shit to your block in one dip We on horror like Tales From the Crypt And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we
I'm automatic full of static and shit Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip I'm ridin' shot gun with the in the back I'm to have a motherfuckerin' mint in this rap I'm from the Where narcotics is all I know I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to
may call me Bootsy, but I call it timin' That's while I keeps on (that's right) To the where a nigga can't stop Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a Whether 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, to grindin' Where I can pile up my And call me a timer I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no
Down the broken down apartment complex Heavy lipstick hairy can't be scary Playboy, what the fuck is the without the drama play Nigga, the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate Best shake and bake all those I-was-finst-to-ask Motherfuckers-didn't-think-I was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass Threaten your life, like you love him your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him (check this out)
I up with that nigga Threw up with that I hear he to ride Double-edgin' for the side But now, my be so judgemental seat of a rental Keep my name out dental, nigga If your gum and you needing More than twenty stitches, you behaved like them Sideways to the in the game Check the resident, all the same (it's all the same) Nigga, and we ain't to find
Hell nah we hard to find The whole clickilation Motherfuckers hard to find, right here
Why them niggas acting like can't find us? they can't see us and Like we be at the same spots they be at? It's the same Young Pac is back (Nigga be all the way when he see you and shit) It's a celebration, (guess who's back) (motherfuckers better understand shit) Pac is back Ay D-Shot nigga can we get paid Can we just go and sock this shit up please? Hey, we smokin', and we ain't hard to Drinkin' and shit, fuckin' with some A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboro's regardless You to Sideways to the next And to the next Poppin' motherfuckin' ball shit you what I'm sayin' (Money over nigga, MOB, MOB)