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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 years steady Man, you motherfuckers don't nuttin' about no timin'
That's right, that's boy start that shit off
I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood Pictures of me in my final you know Mama cried But was fiction, some coward got the story twisted Like I no longer existed, missin' Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't to find Why I most of my time, my California grind Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's I'm barely breathin' Puttin a in motherfuckers give me a reason See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly You tried to play me now homicide is my payment I'm addicted to in this life I lead Why the fuck you be runnin', too scared 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 this Then bring your big bad ass to we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to Where I can pile up my And call me a timer I been ballin' my adolescent years steady climbin' Motherfuckers don't nuttin' about no timin'
I got my locs on hat goin' to war them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lights Watch 'em pause as I pull my strap, out my And get to dumpin' on ass, like the last outlaws Rich, 2Pac and the Click, blunts, loadin' clips With enough shit to raise your in one dip We on horror like Tales From the Crypt And we hard to find is the tales that we kick
I'm fully automatic full of static and Movin' Dodge van fifty rounds in the I'm ridin' shot gun the tint in the back I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin' in this rap I'm from the Where sellin' narcotics is all I I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' And if you need a I ain't hard to find
Some may call me Bootsy, but I it timin' That's while I keeps on (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 nigga steady I hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin'
Influenced by crime, addicted to I can pile up my chips And niggas call me a I been ballin' my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' no timin'
the steps Abandoned broken down apartment Heavy metal hairy can't be scary Playboy, the fuck is the proof without the drama play Nigga, the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate Best shake and bake all those niggas was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass 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 with nigga up with that nigga I he tryin' to ride Double-edgin' for the side But now, my Glock be so Back of a rental Keep my name out your dental, If gum bleeding and you needing More than twenty stitches, you like them bitches to the race Heavy in the Check the resident, it's all the (it's all the same) Nigga, and we ain't to find
Hell nah we ain't hard to The whole clickilation Motherfuckers hard to find, right here
Why them niggas like they can't find us? Like they see us and Like we don't be at the spots they be at? It's the congregation Pac is back (Nigga be lookin' all the way when he see you and shit) It's a celebration, (guess who's back) (motherfuckers understand this 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 regardless playa You to Sideways to the next And to the coast Poppin' motherfuckin' ball shit you know I'm sayin' (Money over nigga, MOB, MOB)