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

You see the lump under the Iceberg and gear
And when the cook, I'ma put the piece to your head
And if you see a white truck that mean yo' is dead
Then I'm goin' goin', 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 suit for a minute like I'm The LOX

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

Yeah, so when niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get together
Shit happens mayne, real from ya nigga Fig'
Doin' it big and wanna split yo' wig

I'll give you anything you ask fo', over bitches
me what'chu blast fo', fuck around with snitches
What you had to smash fo', niggaz 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', money bitches
me what'chu blast fo', fuck around with snitches
What you had to smash fo', 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, strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz
I'm in the streets where they goin'
One, two, we on the rooftop
Let the Coupe ghost then we come to two stops

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

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

Fuck nigga, he got another 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
you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all this Bay game
Anything you ask fo', Bay game

rubber band 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 the flam's all busted
The dames want the bucks when, they see you in
Your pockets, 'til they get them
But my pocket, only gets you none

I, got a pimp mentality
The scrubs wanna eat and get my salary
They ain't I'm tight laced in my shoestrings
the way I'm flowin' on the mic 'cause I do gleam

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

D.J.