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Influenced by crime, addicted to I can pile up my chips And niggas call me a I been since my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' no timin'
That's right, right boy start that shit off
I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold dramatized of me in my final stage you know Mama cried But that was fiction, some got the story twisted Like I no longer existed, missin' Although I'm worldwide, I ain't hard to find Why I spend most of my time, my grind Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's I'm barely breathin' a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason See me and hope I'm intoxicated or faded You tried to play me now homicide is my only I'm to currency in this life I lead Why the you cowards be runnin', too scared to fight a G For the of me, I cannot see How motherfuckers picture livin' life after a night of fuckin' with me And if you like this rhyme bring your big bad ass to California 'Cause we ain't to find
Influenced by crime, to grindin' Where I can pile up my And niggas call me a I ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin' Motherfuckers don't nuttin' about no timin'
I got my locs on hat goin' to war Breakin' them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red Watch 'em as I pull my strap, out my drawers And get to on they ass, like the last outlaws Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, clips With enough to raise your block in one dip We on horror like Tales From the Crypt And we ain't hard to find is the tales we kick
I'm fully automatic of static and shit Movin' Dodge van fifty in the clip I'm ridin' shot gun the tint in the back I'm plan to have a mint in this rap I'm from the sellin' narcotics is all I know I got blow, speed, bleed, yo' kind And if you a motherfucker I ain't hard to find
Some may call me Bootsy, but I it timin' That's I keeps on grindin' (that's right) To the where a nigga can't stop Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm to peel a bitch Whether a nigga or a ho, a ho Get in my way, that ass gots to go 'Cause a nigga plottin' I serves hit for hit, and keep droppin'
Influenced by crime, to grindin' Where I can up my chips And niggas me a timer I been ballin' since my years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers know nuttin' about no timin'
Down the Abandoned broken down apartment Heavy metal lipstick hairy be scary Playboy, what the fuck is the proof the drama play Nigga, what the you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate shake and bake all those I-was-finst-to-ask niggas Motherfuckers-didn't-think-I was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass your life, ain't like you love him Bury your thoughts, his head fuck him have at him (check this out)
I grew up that nigga up with that nigga I he tryin' to ride Double-edgin' for the side But now, my Glock be so Back seat of a Keep my out your dental, nigga If your gum bleeding and you More twenty stitches, you behaved like them bitches to the race Heavy in the Check the resident, it's all the (it's all the same) Nigga, and we ain't to find
Hell nah we hard to find The whole fool Motherfuckers to find, right here biatch
Why them niggas acting like can't find us? they can't see us and Like we don't be at the same spots be at? It's the same Pac is back (Nigga be lookin' all the way when he see you and shit) It's a celebration, (guess who's back) (motherfuckers better understand shit) Pac is back Ay nigga can we get paid man? Can we just go there and sock this shit up Hey, we smokin', and we ain't hard to and shit, fuckin' with some hurricane A gonna get his Marlboro's regardless playa You to Sideways to the next And to the next Poppin' motherfuckin' ball shit you know I'm sayin' (Money bitches nigga, MOB, MOB)