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

You see the lump under the 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' goin', back

To the block to the bucket and jump in the drop
Niggaz know I'm good with the glock, they me Chick Hearns
'Cause if the on knot, I'm callin the shots
wear a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The LOX

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

Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get
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 bitches
Tell me blast fo', fuck around with snitches
What you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to me man
Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay
Anything you ask fo', Bay game

I'll you anything 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
Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay
Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay

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

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

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

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

give you anything 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
Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay
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 flam's all
The dames want the bucks when, they see you in
Your pockets, 'til they get some
But testin' my pocket, gets you none

I, got a pimp 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 types of and bezels
We shine life's {unverified} rebels
2005, me and my crew just pile the
Move the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch

D.J.