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

You see the under the Iceberg fleece and gear
And the beef 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 to dump the bucket and jump in the drop
Niggaz know I'm good with the glock, call me Chick Hearns
'Cause if the on knot, I'm callin the shots
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 niggaz want drama in hell

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

I'll give you anything you ask fo', over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck 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', representin' Bay

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', niggaz 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, pluck strings like I'm Kravitz
I'm in the streets where they savage
One, two, we dance on the
Let the Coupe ghost then we come to two stops

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

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

Fuck that nigga, he got another on the board?
Damn right, another on the board
Fuck the bullshit, the Figgarali play
I represent the Bay every motherfuckin' day

give you anything 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
Anything you ask fo', all this Bay game
you ask fo', representin' Bay game

Count 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 jams the all busted
The dames want the bucks when, they see you in
pockets, 'til they get them some
But testin' my pocket, only gets you

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

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

D.J.