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

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

To the block to dump the bucket and jump in the
Niggaz know I'm good with the glock, they call me Hearns
'Cause if the on knot, I'm callin the shots
I'll wear a shiny suit for a 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 Compton and Fillmoe niggaz get together
Shit happens mayne, real talk ya nigga Fig'
Doin' it big and don't split yo' wig

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

I be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck like I'm Lenny Kravitz
I'm in the where they goin' savage
One, two, we on the rooftop
Let the Coupe ghost ride we come to two stops

Figga eight'n by the corner
Niggarali from 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, jumpin' out a cab
up this fettucini now these niggaz hella mad

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

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

Count rubber band
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, 'til get them some
But testin' my pocket, only you none

'Cause I, got a mentality
The scrubs wanna eat shrimp and get my
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 life's {unverified}
2005, me and my just pile the pots
like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch

D.J.