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Bomptown
Bomptown
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 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 that, buy a strap, slow them up with hollow tips

I'm, self made, self paid, self safe of
And that doin' donuts, bitch
I'm in Bompton, still hitting'
And if the gone, niggas still sip Corona
I made me, I feel good about it
But them suckas try to tell me, take the up out me
Who Master P be if he wasn't "'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, everything
Can't complain, life's sweet, blue drank,
The past year I've 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 a shovel, my nigga
it dusted 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 niggas out here, doing shit, nigga
My nigga but never forgotten

You anytime I beez, I told you what's poppin'
Uhh, so y'all finally made it
still the same, you know that nigga brazy
You know when niggas hatin'
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 know you and had issues,
but real shit, it seem that nigga you
Your kids, I took Christmas shopping
You know me, I'ma do my part, nigga I

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

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

Third verse, three later, still Pyro' it, still 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 out, me and Mustard fell out
Me and you out 'cause there
was shit you didn't tell me 'bout
But I ain't trippin' 'cause I get the bigger picture
Big that's my nigga, so you know you my nigga

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

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

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