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Bomptown
Bomptown
Look, uhh, nigga, Bomptown's

I did the unexpected
They niggas out, now them dickheads respect us
You unsure about me successful
Well, I'm unsure about your ass in my section
I done put in overtime,
caught cases, pop when Pop think I lost my mind
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 doin' donuts, bitch
I'm in Bompton, hitting' corners
And if the 'iac gone, niggas still sip
I done me, I feel good about it
But them suckas try to tell me, take the 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, finest, yeah
finest, uhh

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

You know anytime I beez, I told you poppin'
Uhh, so y'all niggas finally it
Buddha still the same, you know that nigga
You know small niggas hatin'
There's money being made now so niggas 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 know me, 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 that you said, we was on bad
Man that work a nigga nerves
But long as Lil Buddha on Earth,
its long live Lil that's my word

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

Third verse, three years later, still it, still gettin' paper
Gotta tell you about the homies, lot up in the makin'
Teebee, yeah that's my nigga, but we ain't talk lately
Me and H fell out, me and fell out
Me and you fell out 'cause
was some shit you didn't tell me
But I ain't even trippin' 'cause I get the picture
Big Buddha that's my nigga, so you 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 old niggas holla behind the scene
And baby Buddha, my 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
Gotta dangerous, gotta keep toot up
Hoppin' out two tucked doin' 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 what around, come around, nigga, nunchucks
Blow it once okay, blow it twice, you a dumb
I done took homies off the
Who knows how many 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, lookin' like
I told him save shit don't spend it all on the day
Ayy Buddha, ru' you know it ru'
We got some shit in the makin', it's soon
Went from slangin' to bangin' and burglaries before
Then finesse this rap on Piru

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