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There is something on down here
In

In Vallejo, California,
In
In Vallejo, California,

He said he's just a, timah name,
Major factor, Fed Ex, high powered
And a young havin' his way

mannish ass nigga on restriction
Cryin' his motherfuckin' nose in the corner
Broke up out of old punk shit and said
"Momma I'ma do the fuck I wanna"

Hit the streets and make a
Full of if I end up dead then press delete
I'm tired of eating powdered
Within a nigga to get to the grind

So boy scored a quarter key
Two hundred and electronic milligrams
We'll sell it like a coke organization
And I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high powered

These are the type of niggaz that'll let a nigga
When the drought to hit, my [unverified]
Get a 40 and it, post it on God
Because me got me scratch paper in the backyard

Me and my click thick f'real and be thinkin' of funk
Like you a moth problems
Let that go or get your token off
Catch you out of bounds on the wrong fuckin'
Wrap ass up like aluminum foil

I'm Fed Ex, duty nigga, pushin' weight
(Pushin' weight)
sardines and Spam to Teriyaki steak
Motherfucker but plus sixteen
around with the skillet, makin' a killin'
Runnin' through three or four a week on the over, over

Puttin' the on 'em
(Whammy on 'em)
Cake up and baking soda, all old shit
(What's yo' occupation?)
I'm a timah

Timah name, rang-in, factor
Fed Ex, powered lawyers
And a young havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em

Bitch I thought ya knew, I thought ya knew
Huh, now check it, I'm to the where I don't touch it no mo'
You probably got and killers all on the squadron
With po-po's on payroll, huh, lavish vehicles, they only life fo'-up
Front row seats at the fights, long expensive flights, huh

Q's, P's, birth and fake ID's
Like to liquor, with beadies and leaves
The motherfuckin' fuzz stop us
Found our on some choppers

to the scanner, I hear the Penelope's say
"Man uhh, them nigger boys, I can't uhh"
Young hoodlums hawk, cloggin' up the block
Inna come-a new drop
We party in V.I.P.'s nigga fuck a flier
Invite celebrities like and J.R. Ridah, timah

I'm so
I'm so brotha
I'm so serious
I got n

He said he's just a, timah name,
factor, Fed Ex
High lawyers
And a young nigga his way

Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em

Wassup
Whas happenin', who
it's yo' boy
My bo?
Whassup you when yo ass goin' town?

On a mission about my mail to the hillside of
On a mission about my mail to the of Vallejo
On a about my mail to the hillside of Vallejo
On a mission about my to the hillside of Vallejo

On a about my mail to the hillside of Vallejo
On a mission about my mail to the hillside of
On a mission about my to the hillside of Vallejo

You niggaz got me fucked, up
Me yanked up out the game, hold up, motherfucker
I got bills to pay, if you don't get out my way
I'm gonna peels your
I'm in it to and I'm straight from the Bay

But I woulda thought that I would feel like that
I can my money in a franchise
Get 'em up out the hood before my homies they lizzives
Buy a fuckin' record company and watch my rise

Ha ha, yeah,
Big timah, a motherfucker have his bread,
Fed Ex to the degree, tax free
out of motherfuckin' control

A major playin' a white man's game man
in and sneak out, campaign champagne and clam thang
Game can be sold and told at the time
And this shit is designed to sprinkle yo' mind
High-powered ass shit man for my high-powered ass
Get it while it's good it's to graduation, understand me?

He said he's just a, timah name,
factor, Fed Ex
High lawyers
And a nigga havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em

Timah name,
factor, Fed Ex
High powered
And a young havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em