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Bomptown
finest
Look, uhh, nigga, Bomptown's

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

I'm, made, self paid, self safe of everythang
And that Maybach doin' donuts,
I'm in Bompton, still corners
And if the 'iac gone, still sip Corona
I done made me, I feel about it
But them suckas try to 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 Bomptown's finest, yeah,
finest, 4Hunnid, 4
Nigga, Bomptown's finest,
finest, uhh

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

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

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

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

verse, three years 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 talk much lately
Me and H out, me and Mustard fell out
Me and you fell out there
was some shit you tell me 'bout
But I ain't even trippin' 'cause I get the picture
Big that's my nigga, so you know you my nigga

Turtle gone, Chica-gone, Buddha three call you know I answer my
High skinny 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 they ain't say nothin' to ya
But in real the shit out here be too tough
Gotta stay dangerous, 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 goes around, come around, nigga, nunchucks
it once okay, blow it twice, you a dumb fuck
I done took homies off the
Who knows how many homies I saved from gettin' popped
Look at he ain't gotta sell rocks
I told him out this rap shit, then you buy the block
at Syke800, lookin' like money
I told him save shit don't spend it all on the day
Ayy Buddha, ru' you what it ru'
We got some in the makin', it's bomin' soon
Went from slangin' to bangin' and burglaries school
Then finesse rap shit on Piru

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