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Bomptown
finest
Look, uhh, nigga, Bomptown's

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

I'm, self made, self paid, self of everythang
And that Maybach donuts, bitch
I'm in Bompton, still hitting'
And if the gone, niggas still sip Corona
I done made me, I good about it
But them try to tell me, take the hood up out me
Who would Master P be if he wasn't "'Bout It It"?
Or HOV without the Projects

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

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

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

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

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

Third verse, years later, still Pyro' it, still gettin' paper
tell you about the homies, whole 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 there
was some shit you didn't tell me
But I ain't trippin' 'cause I get the bigger picture
Big Buddha that's my nigga, so you you my nigga

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

'cos what around, come 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 gotta sell rocks
I told him figure out rap shit, then you buy the block
Look at Syke800, like money
I told him save that shit spend it all on the day
Ayy Buddha, ru' you what it ru'
We got some shit in the makin', it's bomin'
from slangin' to bangin' and burglaries before school
Then finesse rap shit on Piru

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