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Bomptown
Bomptown
Look, uhh, nigga, finest

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

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 still sip
I done me, I feel good about it
But suckas try to tell me, take the hood up out me
Who would 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 up, everything exotic
Can't complain, life's sweet, blue drank,
The past year I've makin' all profit
My finally got it, then somebody shot me
Damn, that's just the Devil, my
But thank god it end with a shovel, my nigga
Have it dusted off my shoulders like whatever, my
And Frogg ain't gone, he forever, my nigga
in peace to my nigga Frogg
You know your 4Hunnid niggas out here, doing they shit,
My nigga gone but forgotten

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

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

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

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

Turtle gone, Chica-gone, Buddha three call you know I my phone
High nigga jeans, be the realest from the team
how them old niggas holla behind the scene
And baby Buddha, my Top trooper
Big homies don't love ya 'cause they ain't say to ya
But in real time the shit out here be too
stay dangerous, gotta keep toot up
Hoppin' out with two tucked too much
Don't give two fucks livin' I can't 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 took homies off the block
Who knows how many homies I done from gettin' popped
Look at Slim he ain't gotta rocks
I him figure out this 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 what it ru'
We got some shit in the makin', it's soon
Went from slangin' to bangin' and burglaries school
Then this rap shit on Piru

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