| Gimme da Microphone first so i could buss out dis bubbLe, whoevea idea dis was
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| dey knew it was some trouble,'cause i get up in’em, get it sticky,
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| it could get icky and gritty, crystal clearly comes swiftly when u a chance to
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| get wit mE. |
| I Put it down for da B.A.Y. |
| MothafuKca, therapy gorilla squad, U.T.
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| T. Muthafucka, YaLL don’t kNow shyt about that chek ya BAY AREA fact the
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| federal lyricist is 21 years old knockin’em on dey back. |
| Had to take a drug
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| test, thought it was a DRUG test, studied hard and failed shouldnt of took da
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| answers to my chest. |
| Goofin around gloves off hood basically cuffed up popo’s
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| in a Lac Truck on spinners man das fucked uP. |
| I sat on my couch smoked a bLunt
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| and create some thunder, den opened da window let da lightning and make da
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| Police wonder. |
| I’ll get’em off the trail while the real criminals wonder,
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| i guess dis summea a lil ol’hustle is too far beyond us.
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| (CHORUS x2)
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| We hustle from sun up to sun down, the cops we get close when they come round.
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| We got to hit the cut and throw the crumbs down my hoods run down,
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| my hoods run down.
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| (FRAYSER BOY)
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| Nigga Nigga, dis da other half of the BAR Bay Representatives, watchin what i
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| say around deze snitches cUz dey listenin. |
| Frayser boy a Real nigga will let da
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| steeL hit’ya, fuckin wit lil wyte gone make dat nigga come and deal wit’ya.
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| Purple drank in my cUp, bLowin dank in my truck, hit da bank stackin bucks,
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| a nigga i aint slackin uP. |
| Bay niggaz click tyte make me get ya shyt right,
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| respectin how i feel or it’s gonna be a big fight. |
| Mobbin down Frayser BLVD,
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| wit my 45. Lettin it loose if you think you hard or you wanna try.
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| Gettin it how i live in da Bride das my stompin ground, got some enemies
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| so das why a pistol come around. |
| Muthafuckaz actin like dey dont know da real
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| deal mayne i been through heLL and back and a nigga still live, still here and
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| i wouldnt have it no other way, now knowin what it means to live and die from
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| the BAY!
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| (CHORUS x2)
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| We hustle from sun up to sun down, the cops we get close when they come round.
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| We got to hit the cut and throw the crumbs down my hoods run down,
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| my hoods run down. |