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Bomptown
Bomptown
Look, uhh, nigga, finest

I done did the
countin' niggas out, now them dickheads respect 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 from they try to and politic
But fuck that, buy a strap, slow them up with hollow

I'm, self made, self paid, safe of everythang
And that doin' donuts, bitch
I'm in Bompton, still corners
And if the gone, niggas still sip Corona
I done made me, I feel good 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 Marcy

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

Now when I pull up, everything
Can't complain, sweet, blue drank, Hynotiq
The past year I've makin' all profit
My finally got it, then somebody shot me
Damn, that's the Devil, my nigga
But thank god it end with a shovel, my nigga
Have it dusted off my shoulders whatever, my nigga
And Frogg gone, he live forever, my nigga
Rest in peace to my nigga
You know your 4Hunnid out here, doing they shit, nigga
My nigga gone but forgotten

You know I beez, I told you what's poppin'
Uhh, so niggas finally made it
still the same, you know that nigga brazy
You when small niggas hatin'
There's being made now so niggas started changin'
And Game 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 know you so you know what's up with G man
He was just worried about his kids and his
Your mom that you said, we was on bad terms
Man that work a nigga nerves
But long as Lil Buddha on Earth,
its long live Lil Frogg my word

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

Third verse, three years later, still Pyro' it, gettin' paper
Gotta you about the homies, whole lot up in the makin'
Teebee, yeah that's my nigga, but we talk much lately
Me and H fell out, me and fell out
Me and you fell out 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 call you know I answer my
High skinny jeans, be the realest from the team
how them old niggas holla behind the scene
And baby Buddha, my Tree Top
Big homies don't love ya 'cause ain't say nothin' to ya
But in time the shit out here be too tough
Gotta stay dangerous, gotta keep up
out with two tucked doin' too much
Don't two fucks livin' like I can't lose much
Fuck luck, hit the bottle, now I'm up
Spread the out

'cos what goes around, come around, nigga,
Blow it once okay, blow it twice, you a dumb
I took homies off the block
Who how many homies I done saved from gettin' popped
at Slim he ain't gotta sell rocks
I told him out this rap shit, then you buy the block
Look at Syke800, 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 before school
Then finesse this rap on Piru

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