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Bomptown
Bomptown
Look, uhh, nigga, Bomptown's

I did the unexpected
They countin' niggas out, now them dickheads us
You unsure me bein' successful
Well, I'm unsure about your ass standin' in my
I done put in overtime,
caught cases, pop straps when Pop think I lost my
I'm from they try to hate and politic
But fuck that, buy a strap, them up with hollow tips

I'm, self made, self paid, self of everythang
And that Maybach doin' donuts,
I'm in Bompton, still corners
And if the 'iac gone, still sip Corona
I done made me, I good about it
But them suckas try to me, take the hood up out me
Who would Master P be if he "'Bout It 'Bout It"?
Or HOV the Marcy Projects

I'm Bomptown's finest, yeah,
finest, 4Hunnid, 4
Nigga, Bomptown's finest,
finest, uhh

Now when I pull up, exotic
Can't complain, life's sweet, drank, Hynotiq
The past year been makin' all profit
My team finally got it, then somebody me
Damn, that's just the Devil, my
But thank god it ain't end with a shovel, my
Have it dusted off my shoulders whatever, my nigga
And ain't gone, he live forever, my nigga
Rest in peace to my nigga
You know your 4Hunnid out here, doing they shit, nigga
My nigga but never forgotten

You know I beez, I told you what's poppin'
Uhh, so niggas finally made it
Buddha still the same, you that nigga brazy
You know when small niggas
There's money being made now so started changin'
And Game just Documentary 2
He got some bangers on there, and what he talkin' you
I you and Peso had issues,
but shit, it seem that nigga miss you
Your kids, I them Christmas shopping
You me, I'ma do my part, nigga I gotchu

I you watchin' so you know what's up with G man
He was worried about his kids and his freedom
Your mom that you said, we was on bad terms
Man that shit work a nigga
But long as Lil Buddha on Earth,
its live Lil Frogg that's my word

Nigga finest
Ayy, nigga Bomptown's
Ayy, nigga, Bomptown's
This is finest
Nigga, Bomptown's

Third verse, years later, still Pyro' it, still gettin' paper
Gotta tell you the homies, whole lot up in the makin'
Teebee, yeah that's my nigga, but we talk much lately
Me and H out, me and Mustard fell out
Me and you out 'cause there
was some you didn't tell me 'bout
But I ain't even 'cause I get the bigger picture
Big Buddha my nigga, so you know you my nigga

gone, Chica-gone, Buddha three call you know I answer my phone
High nigga jeans, be the realest from the team
This how them old niggas holla behind the
And baby Buddha, my Top trooper
Big homies don't love ya 'cause they ain't say to ya
But in real time the shit out be too tough
Gotta dangerous, gotta keep toot up
Hoppin' out with two doin' too much
Don't give two fucks like I can't lose much
Fuck luck, hit the bottle, now I'm up
the money out

'cos what goes around, around, nigga, nunchucks
Blow it once okay, blow it twice, you a dumb
I done took homies off the
Who knows how many homies I done saved from gettin'
Look at Slim he ain't sell rocks
I told him figure out this rap shit, then you buy the
at Syke800, lookin' like money
I told him save shit don't spend it all on the day
Ayy Buddha, ru' you what it ru'
We got shit in the makin', it's bomin' soon
from slangin' to bangin' and burglaries before school
Then finesse this rap on Piru

finest
Ayy, Bomptown's finest
Ayy nigga, finest
is Bomptown's finest
Nigga, finest