Huh, think they got the game sewed, yeah right I'm air tight, fresh in them Air If the Navy outside, I might be Black hoodie, 9, black wifey airs Rock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a
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 that mean yo' is dead Then I'm goin', back back
To the block to dump the and jump in the drop Niggaz know I'm good with the glock, call me Chick Hearns 'Cause if the game on knot, I'm the shots I'll wear a shiny suit for a like I'm The LOX
Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a box And I die, bury me with the glock and a bucket of shells In case want drama in hell
Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and niggaz get together Shit happens mayne, real talk from ya nigga Doin' it big and don't split yo' wig
I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck around snitches you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to play me man Anything you ask fo', all about Bay game Anything you ask fo', Bay game
I'll give you anything you ask fo', over bitches Tell me what'chu fo', fuck around with snitches you had to smash 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, pluck like I'm Lenny Kravitz I'm in the streets where they goin' One, two, we dance on the Let the Coupe ghost ride then we come to two
Figga eight'n by the corner from killer Cali you gotta let 'em know 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 up this fettucini now these niggaz hella mad
Fuck that nigga, he got album on the board? Damn right, another album on the the bullshit, the Figgarali don't play I represent the whole Bay every day
I'll give you anything you ask fo', over bitches Tell me what'chu 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
Count rubber band 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 flam's all The dames the bucks when, they see you stuffed in Your pockets, 'til they get some But my pocket, only gets you none
'Cause I, got a pimp The scrubs wanna eat and get my salary They ain't knowin' I'm tight in my shoestrings the way I'm flowin' on the mic 'cause I do gleam
All types of and bezels We like life's {unverified} rebels 2005, me and my crew just pile the like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch
D.J.