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Bomptown
Bomptown
Look, uhh, nigga, finest

I done did the
They niggas out, now them dickheads respect us
You unsure about me successful
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
Where I'm from try to hate and politic
But fuck that, buy a strap, slow up with hollow tips

I'm, self made, self paid, self safe of
And that Maybach donuts, bitch
I'm in Bompton, still hitting'
And if the 'iac gone, niggas sip Corona
I done made me, I good about it
But them suckas try to me, take the hood up out me
Who would Master P be if he "'Bout It 'Bout It"?
Or HOV without the Marcy

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 been makin' all
My finally got it, then somebody 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 gone, he live forever, my nigga
Rest in peace to my Frogg
You your 4Hunnid niggas out here, doing they shit, nigga
My nigga gone but never

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

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

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

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

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

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

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