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Huh, think they got the game sewed, yeah right
I'm air tight, fresh in them Air
If the Navy outside, I might be
Black hoodie, 9, black wifey airs
guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spare

You see the lump the Iceberg fleece and gear
And when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to head
And if you see a white truck mean yo' sheets is dead
I'm goin' goin', back back

To the block to dump the bucket and in the drop
know I'm good with the glock, they call me Chick Hearns
'Cause if the game on knot, I'm the shots
I'll a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The LOX

get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box
And when I die, bury me with the glock and a bucket of
In case niggaz want in hell

Yeah, so Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get together
Shit happens mayne, real talk from ya nigga
it big and don't wanna split yo' wig

I'll give you anything you ask fo', money bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck around with
What you had to smash fo', tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all about Bay game
Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay

I'll you anything you ask fo', money over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo', fuck around snitches
What you had to smash fo', niggaz to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all about Bay game
you ask fo', representin' Bay game

I be the boy the most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz
I'm in the where they goin' savage
One, two, we dance on the
Let the Coupe ghost then we come to two stops

Figga by the corner sto'
from killer Cali you gotta let 'em know
Yeahh, ya hit me on my
Inventory pilin' up, niggaz to buy shit

They got me diggin in my
Pro Tools, ADAT tapes and big
Jumpin' on a plane, jumpin' out a cab
Stackin' up this fettucini now these niggaz mad

that nigga, he got another album on the board?
Damn right, another album on the
Fuck the bullshit, the don't play
I represent the whole Bay every day

I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over
Tell me what'chu fo', fuck around with snitches
What you had to smash fo', tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', all this Bay game
you ask fo', representin' Bay game

Count rubber band
I'm out big on the under, my fam bam
And I, the lands
To expand, I'm from the gutter grime and the

No jams the flam's all
The dames want the bucks when, see you stuffed in
Your pockets, 'til they get them
But testin' my pocket, gets you none

'Cause I, got a pimp
The scrubs wanna eat shrimp and get my
They ain't knowin' I'm tight laced in my
Hate the way I'm on the mic 'cause I do gleam

All types of and bezels
We shine life's {unverified} rebels
2005, me and my crew just the pots
Move like the ice loose, these thangs to watch

D.J.