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Influenced by crime, to grindin' Where I can pile up my And niggas call me a I been ballin' since my years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers don't nuttin' about no timin'
That's right, that's right boy that shit off
I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold dramatized of me in my final stage you know Mama cried But that was fiction, some coward got the story I no longer existed, mysteriously missin' Although I'm worldwide, baby I hard to find Why I spend of my time, my California grind Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's I'm barely breathin' Puttin a bullet in motherfuckers give me a See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly You tried to play me now is my only payment I'm addicted to in this life I lead Why the fuck you cowards be runnin', too to fight a G For the life of me, I see How motherfuckers livin' life after a night of fuckin' around with me And if you don't like rhyme Then your big bad ass to California 'Cause we ain't hard to
by crime, addicted to grindin' Where I can up my chips And call me a timer I been ballin' my adolescent years steady climbin' Motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no
I got my locs on hard hat to war Breakin' them off on sight, lives like red lights Watch 'em as I pull my strap, out my drawers And get to on they ass, like the last outlaws Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' With enough to raise your block in one dip We bring on horror Tales From the Crypt And we ain't hard to find is the tales we kick
I'm automatic full of static and shit Movin' Dodge van rounds in the clip I'm shot gun with the tint in the back I'm plan to a motherfuckerin' mint in this rap I'm the V-A-L-L-E-J-O Where sellin' is all I know I got blow, speed, bleed, yo' kind And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to
Some may call me Bootsy, but I it timin' while I keeps on grindin' (that's right) To the point where a can't stop Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a it's a nigga or a ho, a ho Get in my way, that ass gots to go 'Cause a steady plottin' I serves hit for hit, and keep droppin'
Influenced by crime, addicted to Where I can pile up my And niggas call me a I been ballin' my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers know nuttin' about no timin'
Down the Abandoned broken apartment complex metal 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 and bake all those I-was-finst-to-ask niggas Motherfuckers-didn't-think-I niggas Threaten your life, ain't you love him Bury your thoughts, take his head him have at him (check this out)
I grew up that nigga Threw up that nigga I hear he to ride Double-edgin' for the other But now, my be so judgemental Back seat of a my name out your dental, nigga If your gum bleeding and you More than twenty stitches, you behaved like bitches to the race Heavy in the Check the resident, it's all the (it's all the same) Nigga, and we ain't hard to
Hell nah we ain't to find The clickilation fool Motherfuckers hard to find, here biatch
Why them niggas acting they can't find us? they can't see us and Like we be at the same spots they be at? the same congregation Young Pac is back (Nigga be lookin' all the way he see you and shit) It's a celebration, (guess who's back) (motherfuckers understand this shit) Pac is back Ay D-Shot can we get paid man? Can we just go there and sock this up please? Hey, we smokin', and we ain't hard to Drinkin' and shit, with some hurricane A motherfucker's get his Marlboro's regardless playa You to to the next light And to the coast Poppin' motherfuckin' shit you know what I'm sayin' (Money over nigga, MOB, MOB)