Bomptown finest Look, uhh, nigga, finest
I done did the They countin' niggas out, now them respect us You unsure about me bein' Well, I'm unsure about your ass in my section 'Cause I put in overtime, caught cases, pop straps when Pop think I lost my Where I'm from they try to hate and But fuck that, buy a strap, slow them up with hollow
I'm, self made, paid, self safe of everythang And that Maybach donuts, bitch I'm in Bompton, still corners And if the 'iac gone, still sip Corona I done made me, I feel 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 up, everything exotic Can't complain, life's sweet, drank, Hynotiq The past year I've been all profit My team finally got it, somebody shot me Damn, that's the Devil, my nigga But thank god it end with a shovel, my nigga Have it off my shoulders like whatever, my nigga And Frogg gone, he live forever, my nigga Rest in to my nigga Frogg You know your 4Hunnid niggas out here, they shit, nigga My nigga gone but never
You anytime I beez, I told you what's poppin' Uhh, so niggas finally made it Buddha the same, you know that nigga brazy You know small niggas hatin' There's money being now so niggas started changin' And Game just dropped 2 He got bangers on there, and what he talkin' about you I you and Peso had issues, but shit, it seem that nigga miss you Your kids, I took Christmas shopping You know me, do my part, nigga 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 you said, we was on bad terms Man shit work a nigga nerves But as Lil Buddha on this Earth, its live Lil Frogg that's my word
Nigga Bomptown's Ayy, nigga Bomptown's Ayy, nigga, Bomptown's is Bomptown's finest Nigga, Bomptown's
Third verse, three years later, still Pyro' it, gettin' paper Gotta tell you about the homies, whole lot up in the Teebee, yeah that's my nigga, but we ain't talk lately Me and H fell out, me and fell out Me and you out 'cause there was some shit you tell me 'bout But I even trippin' 'cause I get the bigger picture Big Buddha my nigga, so you know you my nigga
Turtle gone, Chica-gone, Buddha three you know I answer my phone nigga skinny jeans, be the realest from the team This how old niggas holla behind the scene And baby Buddha, my Tree Top Big don't love ya 'cause they ain't say nothin' to ya But in real time the shit out be too tough Gotta stay dangerous, gotta keep up Hoppin' out with two doin' too much Don't give two fucks livin' like I lose much Fuck luck, hit the bottle, now I'm up the money out
'cos what goes around, come around, nigga, it once okay, blow it twice, you a dumb fuck I done homies off the block Who knows how many homies I saved from gettin' popped Look at Slim he ain't sell rocks I told him out this 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 shit in the makin', it's bomin' soon Went from slangin' to bangin' and burglaries before Then finesse rap shit on Piru
finest Ayy, Bomptown's finest Ayy nigga, finest This is Bomptown's Nigga, finest