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Jayo Felony

James Savage, better known by his stage name, Jayo Felony is a rapper from southeast San Diego, California. He is known for being the first San Diego rapper to be signed to a major label.[citation needed] Jayo Felony was a member of the Neighborhood Rollin 40's, a Crip gang stretching from the Chollas View to the Mount Hope neighborhoods of Southeast San Diego. more »

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It's the Locc I let the funk boom like thunder 
Grew up funk like Davis now I got braids like Stevie Wonder 
Get my sag on my momma get her dag on 
Freeze my khaki's up and I'm gone 
You can stare all day but just don't step 
on my Blue Suede shoes to get here I pay dues 
BRRAOW BRAOW that's how my toolie sound 
when I'm drinkin Hen with my rhymes straight blowin in the wind 
And busters can't fade the Jayo Felony 
T-Funk from the family, smoke or dip with me 
Bullet Locc's dedicated, faded, I straight made it 
And drinkin Blue Note, on the yard they celebrated 
I'm a why-see, I guess that's why the one-time is followin me 
But I'm a MC, I laugh because there swallowin me 
But I just shake my head and say "Damn!" (Ha ha) 
'cause I'm just goin to the sto', to get some zoom zoom zoom and wam wams 

Chorus: 
You go do your thang yo, and I'ma do my thang 
You go do your thang yo, and I'ma do my thang 
You go do your thang yo, and I'ma do my thang 
You go do your thang yo, and everythang gon' be everythang 

I want to be like Donald Trump, not Willie Lump-Lump 
I put that on my set that I make everybody jump 
Fool don't move until my ride hit the flo', word! 
Boom booms in my rag '6-4 
That's how we roll, no time for the ying yang 
Dogs in my hood still bumpin fo' thangs 
It's me, the be	-you-double L-E-T, better known as Felony 
T-shirt and khakis that's how we're bailin, C/see 
And I'm just tryin to keep my sanity 
Make some of them ends, get a biz and help my family 
Right, and just to let you know I don't care 
I'm still gon' get my sag on, there it is there 
You can't see me fool, I'm locced out 
Baseheads on the corner, bag and smoked out 
Askin for a gang of change and I say "Damn!" 
All this drama, to get some zoom zooms and wam wams 

Chorus (x2) 
French braids and Stockton cap wit my hat cocked back 
Now I'ma lean into the side like Goldie the Mack 
Everybody that's incarcerated, hold your head high 
Hope that you see another sunny blue sky 
Females'll leave you stranded and I'ma let you know 
She's made 'cause the Soul Glo won't make her hair grow 
Block on the phone, and ain't nobody home 
Her and some greasy fat fool rollin in the Brougham 
But you know how that go, so yo, toss em up high 
'cause in the South Beach streets it's do or die 
Wave em to the Eastside, yeah wave em to the West 
comin up with the bomb, no stress 
Guess and Master Jay makin funk tracks 
So to the ol' school, I'ma bring the punks back 
I listen to the flow and I just say "Damn!" 
As I'm rollin through the hood, to get some zoom zooms and wam wams 

Chorus (x2)

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