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Bomptown
finest
Look, uhh, nigga, Bomptown's

I done did the
They niggas out, now them dickheads respect us
You unsure me bein' successful
Well, I'm unsure your ass standin' in my section
'Cause I put in overtime,
caught cases, pop when Pop think I lost my mind
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 safe of
And Maybach doin' donuts, bitch
I'm in Bompton, still hitting'
And if the 'iac gone, still sip Corona
I done me, I feel good about it
But suckas try to tell me, take the hood up out me
Who would P be if he wasn't "'Bout It 'Bout It"?
Or HOV without the Projects

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

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

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

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

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

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

Turtle gone, Chica-gone, Buddha three call you I answer my phone
nigga skinny jeans, be the realest from the team
This how them old niggas behind the scene
And Buddha, my Tree Top trooper
Big homies don't love ya they ain't say nothin' to ya
But in time the shit out here be too tough
stay dangerous, gotta keep toot up
Hoppin' out with two tucked too much
Don't give two fucks livin' like I lose much
luck, hit the bottle, now I'm fucked up
Spread the out

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

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