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[Verse 1: Ray
been the nigga to front cause boy, I used to get fronted
OG at 23 a P, he shippin' Q's for 12
That was a different day, it from Jackie, he knew I'd pay
Had me a couple hoes, just a Lac or a Chevrolet
Rebuilt a 7-9, full 'til this day I ain't paid
I'll get 'em back one day, was rippin' off niggas anyway
It ain't no thang
The world spinnin' I kept grindin'
change yo
The kid kept spittin', he climbin'
It's a enough job tryin' to stay on top
Just a dope young star got bustas sayin' I'ma flop tryin'
To help the homies out cause I got niggas gettin' shot done
My share of droughts now I'm takin' these niggas spots
I moved from to section
Fucked up and a few lessons
Served payback with no blessings
I be so in my sessions
It can't be no more
I ask niggas a question
They response like they guessin'
I pay it forward and 'em
Cause is California
Los Angeles, ya dig
I me a corner, blow marijuana do it big
Ain't self made or selfish, I'll split the profit with my
Linguini with shell fish, then blow some and hit the strip
I'm my pelvis, until she feel it in her tits
So transcontinental, we sippin' at the Ritz
Somewhere in south London, mayn catch me stuntin' Jay Prince
Get bread in abundance, break off my kin and switch, Mundo

[Hook: Ray
I love my city, I love my dawgs
Ya told me trip, nigga, I'ma pay it forward
Cause me and you go back
I had no for shoes, nowhere to go
But mayn I love this city, I don't these hoes
On a mission for the 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 break line can't 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 it took to raise a nigga
Land of the villain
Scam for the payday
Fam when I'm mayday
Come on nigga you
That I'm really puttin' in
On my got a Kerchek
rap with a purpose
On the path for the
Blessings and this shit is a quest
For the best
Call me a rookie, seen thangs
Call me a bookie, I bet win
Gotta keep pushin' for the that held me down for ages
Before a ever had a dream of puttin' the pen to pages
Nigga had a team always leaned, settin' some
To my niggas a thanks
For the support and
Went the poor to the paid
Weather the n remained
Our never break
Nigga more to claim
pour the pain
N sip it we the
nothing more to say
I say I say I say I say

[Hook: Ray
I love my city, yeah I my dawgs
Ya told me don't trip, nigga, I'ma pay it
Cause me and you go before
I had no dough for shoes, to go
But mayn I love this city, I 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 jackin' brews, that was the pub deal
Me and you would it all the time with nothin' not nihil
So much time to kill, simple were plain, Lays chips
On the days I'm passed these are the most missed
But we Johnny, we good, we cash, we
If I sing blues in folsom 'til my grave and coffin
If you got like Haley Joel Osmond I'll head to Slauson
I'm making a tee for you, know what to sing I'll know how to grief
You remember Madden 'til yo auntie told us turn that shit off
We only got older it's crazy how we fell far off
We went from talking to just not talking at all
I guess that's just how we up, I know it's 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 thought I saw you you never said hi
Or was it goodbye? I hope you know, I know I know I I know

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