Lyrics:
like I'm on 'roids, no Canseco
No Oakland A's though, shout out the Bay though
I think I'm on my eighth flow, just watch me paint flow
We all do it
New York with the thugs
Oakland with the scrapers
London eating Nando
Smoking weed like I'm jamaican
Monday all through sunday
All this money I be
she couldn't get too much
Somewhere in oakland
She let me have just a little touch
And then she said "i'm late for beauty appointment,
I've got
over Japanese seas
Blood in the form of the queen
We're toasting
While we're smoking
We're coasting by East Oakland
We're toasting why
We're smoking hot
no gun
He'll mow you down with the heater, you smell leather, hear it hum
He throws a sixth no-hitter, the Oakland A's just met Big Tex
Now they're
Papa did you see me hit a home run last night?
I lit the stadium on fire, I was Oakland's pride
Daddy, did you see me?
(Look what I can do, yeah)
turn your back on me, baby
Fix it with your USB magic stick
Can you spell Oakland, baby
Can you spell Oakland, baby
Yes, you got to spell rightly, baby
bang-bang, 9er gang (bang-bang, 9er gang)
Bay Area, we shinin', man
Uh, y'all are mostly haters
But I still root for the Las Oakland Raiders (Raiders)
With
is erupting a snake your pulling trains to Oakland in the pouring rain
Well every drop will count when they tally it up
And you always learned a lot
Hey nigga I was in Oakland
Oakland like Brooklyn short! Dawg! Bay area!
They showed me so much love when I was down
There I had to get hyphy on this
Yeah, to the break of dawn, you know? Let's do this
[Chorus]
Niggas in Oakland all day long
Be pimping these hoes from dusk til dawn
Making
whoops in my cup
Put it on my tab put her on my tab
Franchise tag on me Bron Bron
Steph Curry wrists nigga Oakland
Percies for the bitches Bishop magic
the beat
Cause I'm the most rappin, most rhymin
Rollin in a drop-top straight high-sidin
On you, boy, I'm poppin the most
I come from Oakland, don't play
(lyrics by M.C. Hammer; transcribed by Tone-C)
We are hittin' hard in Oakland
Word!
We are hittin' hard in L.A.
Word!
Cleveland, Chicago & Yo-town is
A PRETTY YOUNG GIRL FROM THE OAKLAND HILLS
STOLE HER DAD'S CAR AND ALL HER MOM'S PILLS
GOT ALL FUCKED UP AND DROVE OFF A CLIFF
ENDED UP DEAD, DEAD IN
Why would I want to be what I do
Living, living with my dreams
If I gotta pick a side, I'm on Oakland's side
Once you see a king shine, that's
the streets together
Down in Oakland
Off of west grand,
St joseph relief
A program
A good place were good people get food,
Help your fellow man is
to roll?
From Oakland to the North Pole
Everyone drop-top it low
Shake it up like a snowglobe
Uh, it's jinglin', baby (yeah)
Gifts by the tree in
the butt? (Hell yeah)
Tell 'em to shake it (shake it) shake it (shake it)
Shake that healthy butt
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland booty)
Baby
on for like three generations
Oakland pimp shit, all in your face, man
Some other cities take pride in trickin'
You can hear it when
Their rappers start
Living free, you built a wall
Now I'm lonely back in Oakland
Lonely back in O
Lonely back in O
Lonely back in O
Lonely back in O
Couldn't read
Instilled in me
90 degrees in California, you put chills in me
Said it's something about my city, something about my city
Oakland girls so damn hood but
Belgium
Who is now a Buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the Oakland raiders
Striking out the batter she became
Every man is made of two opinions
whassup and the rest of the GBA posse
They in there
Yo I want to give a shout to all my niggaz up in the land
YouknowhatI'msayin? Up in Oakland where we
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