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Influenced by crime, to grindin' Where I can up my chips And call 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 right boy start shit off
I heard a rumour I died, in cold blood dramatized Pictures of me in my final stage you know cried But that was fiction, some coward got the story Like I no longer existed, mysteriously Although I'm worldwide, baby I hard to find Why I spend most of my time, my grind Watching for thievin' I'm it's like I'm barely breathin' Puttin a bullet in motherfuckers me a reason See me and hope I'm intoxicated or faded 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 picture 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 to find
Influenced by crime, to grindin' Where I can pile up my And call me a timer I ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin' Motherfuckers don't know nuttin' no timin'
I got my on hard hat goin' to war them off on sight, stoppin' 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 shit to raise your block in one dip We bring on horror like From the Crypt And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we
I'm fully automatic full of and shit Movin' Dodge van fifty in the clip I'm ridin' shot gun with the in the back I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin' mint in rap I'm from the Where sellin' is all I know I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' And if you need a motherfucker I ain't to find
Some may call me Bootsy, but I call it That's I keeps on grindin' (that's right) To the point where a nigga stop Too much feelin' this shit, why I'm quick to peel a bitch Whether it's a or a ho, a ho Get in my way, then that ass to go 'Cause a nigga plottin' I serves hit for hit, and keep droppin'
by crime, addicted to grindin' Where I can up my chips And niggas me a timer I been ballin' my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers know nuttin' about no timin'
the steps Abandoned broken apartment complex Heavy metal lipstick can't be scary Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the play Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya hesitate Best shake and bake all those niggas was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass niggas Threaten your life, ain't like you him Bury your thoughts, take his head him have at him (check this out)
I grew up that nigga Threw up that nigga I he tryin' to ride for the other side But now, my Glock be so seat of a rental Keep my name out your dental, If your gum bleeding and you More than twenty stitches, you like them bitches to the race Heavy in the Check the resident, all the same (it's all the same) Nigga, and we hard to find
nah we ain't hard to find The clickilation fool Motherfuckers hard to find, here biatch
Why them acting like they can't find us? they can't see us and Like we don't be at the spots they be at? It's the congregation Young Pac is back (Nigga be 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 hard to find and shit, fuckin' with some hurricane A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboro's playa You to Sideways to the next And to the coast motherfuckin' ball shit you know what I'm sayin' (Money bitches nigga, MOB, MOB)