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Huh, niggaz they got the game sewed, yeah right
I'm air tight, in them Air Nikes
If the Navy outside, I be there
Black hoodie, 9, black wifey airs
Rock guns like trunks, keep a spare

You see the lump the Iceberg fleece and gear
And when the beef cook, I'ma put the to your head
And if you see a white that mean yo' sheets is dead
Then I'm goin' goin', back

To the block to dump the bucket and jump in the
Niggaz know I'm good with the glock, they call me Hearns
if the game on knot, I'm callin the shots
I'll wear a suit for a minute like I'm The LOX

Then get gangster with a swap bag and a Jordan box
And when I die, bury me with the and a bucket of shells
In case niggaz drama in hell

Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get
happens mayne, real talk from ya nigga Fig'
Doin' it big and don't split yo' wig

I'll give you you ask fo', money over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck around snitches
What you had to fo', niggaz tried to play me man
you ask fo', all about this Bay game
Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay

I'll give you anything you ask fo', over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck around with
What you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to me man
Anything you ask fo', all this Bay game
Anything you ask fo', Bay game

I be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Kravitz
I'm in the where they goin' savage
One, two, we dance on the
Let the ghost ride then we come to two stops

Figga eight'n by the corner
Niggarali from Cali you gotta let 'em know
Yeahh, ya hit me on my
Inventory pilin' up, tryin' to buy shit

They got me diggin in my
Pro Tools, tapes and big sounds
Jumpin' on a plane, jumpin' out a cab
Stackin' up this now these niggaz hella mad

Fuck nigga, he got another album on the board?
Damn right, another album on the
Fuck the bullshit, the Figgarali don't
I the whole Bay every motherfuckin' day

I'll give you anything you ask fo', money bitches
me what'chu blast fo', fuck around with snitches
What you had to smash fo', niggaz to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay
Anything you ask fo', Bay game

Count rubber grands
I'm out big on the under, my fam bam
And I, the lands
To expand, I'm from the grime and the sand

No jams the all busted
The dames the bucks when, they see you stuffed in
Your pockets, 'til get them some
But testin' my pocket, gets you none

'Cause I, got a mentality
The scrubs wanna eat shrimp and get my
They ain't knowin' I'm tight laced in my
Hate the way I'm on the mic 'cause I do gleam

All of baguettes and bezels
We shine like life's rebels
2005, me and my crew just pile the
Move like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to

D.J.