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

You see the lump under the Iceberg and gear
And when the beef cook, I'ma put the 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 the bucket and jump in the drop
Niggaz know I'm with the glock, they 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, bury me with the and a bucket of shells
In case niggaz want drama in

Yeah, so when niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get together
Shit happens mayne, real talk ya nigga Fig'
Doin' it big and wanna split yo' wig

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

I'll give you you ask fo', money over bitches
Tell me blast fo', fuck around with snitches
What you had to smash fo', 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 cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz
I'm in the streets where they savage
One, two, we dance on the
Let the Coupe ghost ride then we to two stops

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

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

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

I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over
Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck with snitches
you had to smash fo', niggaz tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all this Bay game
you ask fo', representin' 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 dames want the bucks when, they see you in
Your pockets, 'til get them some
But testin' my pocket, gets you none

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

All types of baguettes and
We shine like life's {unverified}
2005, me and my crew pile the pots
Move like the ice loose, pimp these to watch

D.J.