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Bomptown
finest
Look, uhh, nigga, finest

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

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

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

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

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

I you watchin' so you know what's 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 finest
Ayy, nigga finest
Ayy, nigga, Bomptown's
is Bomptown's finest
Nigga, finest

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

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

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

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