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a couple bad bitches In the back of the 'Lac You know the deal, let me get it up RattPack How we live it up Little bit of Hennessy up in the cup All up in
as a pig would attack One little black when he ain't strapped And his hands is cuffed behind his back Fact that I riddle a rap That is so lyrical that
leave a Pack of your favorite smokes And we’d take the by-ways to South Alabama and run those great big Hills to the great big blue You sound like you’re
still the fucking man Fuck you saying? Niggas in the little league Still pitching under hand Guess I’m swagged up, and my block on Gucci belt diamonds
MISUNDERSTOOD A LITTLE BIT BAD AT BEING GOOD WE'LL GROW OLD BUT WE DON'T WANNA HAVE TO GROW UP WE LIKE CARS, GUITARS AND SWINGIN' DOORS BASS BOATS, GUN RACKS
is on the soul And I play by giving names at everything g that shines around It's all right it's all right the creation is making us so deep It's all
going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
and run I do this for fun, enrage Doc Banner, you’re done Smashin’ through your nine-car garage Crash the Rover, jack the Ac’ and stop by for a massage
going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be where little cable cars climb halfway
Stand Nah you wouldn't understand It's hard being young from the slums Nah you wouldn't understand Guns, the drugs are blue as your bravery
Listen up here's a tale about a white kid That had to make some cash Dropped out of school ain't never went to class Sold a little grass, robbed
[Verse 1] I remember waking up Running down a dirt road Morning dew a shinin', watermelon by the wagon load Little baby brother and my sisters in
and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times the Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me cause I've let it slide I
a plain jane to a blue face cause I've been 1 of 1 All these niggas tryna copy my still little boy I've been 1 of 1 You ain't one of us Get your ass hit for
the rhythm and the blues, But now I need a little give and take, The New York Times, the Daily News... It comes down to reality and it's fine with me 'cause
the Alpine play Bumping new shit by Majik Ninja every day Ayy johnny Blaze I got the hottest hit's Y’all be hating like a lotta bit Go ahead and quote me boy
Karl Marx till your blue in the face But if you've never left the house with a tool by your waist And your shoe tightly laced, Cos the feds might give
to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
City under siege Big bank take little bank, kids over heat It's a million degrees Fahrenheit at least These sides going to war for you, better
a man who told a lie With a twinkle in his eye People came from all around To stand by his side People will sell their souls away For a little false
Like little ceaser when he seizes Like leading sheep from feeders In the stereo receivers led by Bobba Gunush (--that's gotta be wrong) Directfully
going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be where little cable cars climb halfway
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