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Influenced by crime, to grindin' I can pile up my chips And niggas call me a I ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no
That's right, that's right boy start that 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 twisted Like I no existed, mysteriously missin' Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to Why I spend of my time, my California grind Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's I'm barely breathin' a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason See me and hope I'm or slightly faded You tried to me now homicide 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 picture livin' life after a night of fuckin' around with me And if you don't like rhyme Then bring your big bad ass to 'Cause we ain't to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to Where I can pile up my And call me a timer I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady Motherfuckers don't know nuttin' no timin'
I got my locs on hat goin' 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 they ass, the last outlaws Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, clips With shit to raise your block in one dip We bring on horror Tales From the Crypt And we hard to find is the tales that we kick
I'm fully full of static and shit Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip I'm ridin' shot gun 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 to find
may call me Bootsy, but I call it timin' That's while I on grindin' (that's right) To the point where a nigga can't Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm to peel a bitch Whether it's a or a ho, a ho Get in my way, then ass gots to go 'Cause a nigga steady I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep
Influenced by crime, addicted to Where I can pile up my And niggas me a timer I been since my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers know nuttin' about no timin'
Down the broken down apartment complex Heavy metal lipstick can't be scary Playboy, what the is the proof without the drama play Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna Best shake and bake all I-was-finst-to-ask niggas was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass niggas Threaten your life, ain't like you him Bury thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him (check this out)
I grew up that nigga Threw up with that I he tryin' to ride Double-edgin' for the side But now, my Glock be so seat of a rental Keep my out your dental, nigga If your gum and you needing More than twenty stitches, you behaved them bitches Sideways to the in the game Check the resident, it's all the (it's all the same) Nigga, and we ain't hard to
Hell nah we hard to find The clickilation fool Motherfuckers hard to find, here biatch
Why them niggas acting like they can't us? Like they see us and Like we don't be at the spots they be at? It's the same Young Pac is (Nigga be lookin' all the way when he see you and shit) It's a celebration, (guess who's back) (motherfuckers better this shit) Pac is back Ay D-Shot can we get paid man? Can we go there and sock this shit up please? Hey, we smokin', and we ain't to find and shit, fuckin' with some hurricane A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboro's regardless You to to the next light And to the next Poppin' motherfuckin' ball shit you know what I'm (Money over nigga, MOB, MOB)