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

You see the lump the Iceberg fleece and gear
And the beef cook, I'ma put the piece 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 in the drop
Niggaz know I'm with the glock, they call me Chick Hearns
'Cause if the game on knot, I'm callin the
I'll a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The LOX

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

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

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

I'll give you you ask fo', money over bitches
me what'chu blast fo', fuck around with snitches
What you had to fo', niggaz tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all about Bay game
Anything you ask fo', 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 dance on the
Let the Coupe ghost ride we come to two stops

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

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

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

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

rubber band 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 flam's all
The want the bucks when, they see you stuffed in
Your pockets, they get them some
But testin' my pocket, only you none

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

All types of baguettes and
We shine like {unverified} rebels
2005, me and my just pile the pots
Move like the ice loose, these thangs to watch

D.J.