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

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

To the block to dump the bucket and in the drop
Niggaz know I'm good with the glock, they call me Chick
'Cause if the on knot, I'm callin the shots
I'll wear a shiny 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 glock and a bucket of
In case niggaz want in hell

Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and niggaz get together
Shit happens mayne, real from ya nigga Fig'
Doin' it big and don't wanna yo' wig

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

I'll give you you ask fo', money over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck around with
you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay
you ask fo', representin' 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 on the rooftop
Let the Coupe ghost ride then we come to two

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

They got me in my files
Pro Tools, ADAT tapes and big
on a plane, jumpin' out a taxi cab
Stackin' up this fettucini now these hella mad

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

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

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

No jams the all busted
The want the bucks when, they see you stuffed in
pockets, 'til they get them some
But testin' my pocket, only gets you

'Cause I, got a pimp
The scrubs wanna eat and get my salary
They knowin' I'm tight laced in my shoestrings
Hate the way I'm flowin' on the mic I do gleam

All types of and bezels
We like life's {unverified} rebels
2005, me and my crew just the pots
Move like the ice loose, pimp these to watch

D.J.