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[Verse 1: Ray
Never been the nigga to cause boy, I used to get fronted
OG at 23 a P, he shippin' Q's for 12
That was a different day, cuffed it Jackie, he knew I'd pay
Had me a hoes, just needed a Lac or a Chevrolet
Rebuilt a 7-9, full amount 'til this day I ain't
I'll get 'em one day, they was rippin' off niggas anyway
It ain't no thang
The world spinnin' I kept grindin'
Getchyo yo
The kid kept spittin', he keep
It's a hard enough job to stay on top
a dope young hood star got bustas sayin' I'ma flop tryin'
To help the homies out cause I got niggas gettin' shot done
My fair share of droughts now I'm takin' niggas spots
I moved from to section
Fucked up and a few lessons
Served some payback with no
I be so in my sessions
It can't be no more
I ask these niggas a
They response sound they guessin'
I pay it and press 'em
Cause this is
Los Angeles, ya dig
I bend me a corner, blow do it big
Ain't self made or selfish, I'll split the with my click
Linguini with fish, then blow some ones and hit the strip
I'm thrustin' my pelvis, until she it in her tits
So transcontinental, we sippin' at the Ritz
Somewhere in south London, mayn catch me stuntin' with Jay
Get bread in abundance, break off my kin and never switch,

Ray Wright]
I love my city, yeah I love my
Ya told me don't trip, nigga, pay it forward
Cause me and you go back
I had no dough for shoes, to go
But mayn I love city, I don't love these hoes
On a for the scritch and nigga everybody know
Yeah, the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4
Westside Dub B, at yo door

[Verse 2:
Yo a shell around my mind, a mental terrapin
Tearing out my line can't slow down, so close I can taste this shit
Standin' up on a of pullin' up a generation
But I can't forget the many lessons that it took to a nigga
Land of the vacay
Scam for the payday
Fam when I'm mayday
Come on you know
That I'm puttin' work in
On my got a Kerchek
Gotta rap with a
On the path for the
and questions this shit is a quest
For the best
me a rookie, seen veteran thangs
Call me a bookie, I bet win
Gotta keep pushin' for the folks held me down for ages
Before a nigga ever had a of puttin' the pen to pages
had a team always leaned, settin' some expectations
To my niggas a million
For the and patience
Went from the poor to the
the storm n remained
Our rapport never
there's more to claim
Lets pour the
N sip it we the
Ain't nothing to say
I say I say I say I say

Ray Wright]
I love my city, I love my dawgs
Ya me don't trip, nigga, I'ma pay it forward
me and you go back before
I had no dough for shoes, to go
But mayn I love city, I don't love these hoes
On a mission for the scritch and everybody know
Yeah, the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4
Dub B, O-P-M at yo door

[Verse 3: Li]
Me and you was brews, that was before the pub deal
Me and you would kick it all the time nothin' not nihil
So much time to kill, simple days were plain, chips
On the days I'm most passed these are the most
But we Johnny, we good, we cash, we
If I sing these blues in 'til my grave and coffin
If you got like Haley Joel Osmond I'll head to Slauson
I'm a tee for you, I'll know what to sing I'll know how to grief
You remember playing Madden 'til yo auntie us turn that shit off
We only got older it's crazy how we this far off
We went talking everyday to just not talking at all
I guess that's just how we grew up, I know nobody's fault
And not like me talking behind your back or bash you
But I just ask you, if you got a new number you never reply
Yeah I just gotta ask you, yah I that I saw you you never said hi
Or was it goodbye? I hope you know, I know I know I know I

[Hook: Ray
I love my city, I love my dawgs
Ya told me trip, nigga, I'ma pay it forward
me and you go back before
I had no dough for shoes, to go
But mayn I love this city, I don't love these
On a mission for the scritch and nigga everybody
Yeah, the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4
Westside Dub B, O-P-M at yo