Lyrics:
the mic I always set trends
Either you see with bitches, or Im rolling with pimps
Brook-laan to Oakland, I keep smokin'
Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes
as well learn
I'd be the first motherfucker to tell you I got burned
So I retired, started all over again
I put the game down like an Oakland pimp
big but you better believe that if you slip
You're bound to get jumped and smoked in a place called Oakland
Do you know about my city, the city
'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
can get me some
She'll lick on these nuts and then make me cum
Get real freaky, had her pussy wet
Ease on in like an Oakland vet
Lay your ass down
Yeah! That's how we do it in Oaktown, baby
$hort Dog's on the microphone
Straight from the East Side
I'm a player, bitch, Oakland style
They
can't be found
They ain't fuckin' with $hort Dog
Cause I'm from Oakland
You fuck with us bitch, somethin' gettin' broken
Your leg, arm, jaw, nose,
coming straight from Oakland, see-A
Ain't no other way, like my girl Shante
She lives in Atlanta, but she comes from the Bay
Let me hit that hometown
not jokin'
Too Short baby comin' straight from Oakland
Got way mo' bitches than I ever need
I put that on a big fat bag of weed
Cause I can give you
and Sunnyside
Like Sobrante Park and Brookefield
East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Five years ago I continued to rock
And if you haven't yet heard my name
It
what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of LA
From Oakland to Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they
California
Yeah, fo sho, fo sho (yeah, Oakland niggas in this motherfucker, now)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
California
We from the East Side
Don't make me pop the fucking trunk bitch
(heeey) to these punk police
They don't know me
You're fucking with the Oakland OG
And yo it's true I wasn't
Coast war is now history
Feel me? then picture me rollin' with
Niggas from Hoboken to Oakland
Puttin' it down more potent than
That shit you're smokin'
to coast ya see
but right now we're based in Oakland (Odis: Oakland)
Everywhere we go we leave the microphone smokin'
Yo bro I'm not jokin'
Leave MC's
Black and silver
Silver and black
Black and silver
Use to be in LA the hometown was Oakland
Now we moving onto Vegas and boy I ain't joking
Ima be
sin
But this the life style we lead
If you was raised in oakland
How come my eyes was decieved
Why am I chasing the breeze
It dont make any sense
Cuz
This that cash shit bag shit
Bitch I’m with the gang
It’s so automatic
I’m balling on these niggas like I’m dame
I been out in Oakland with my
the Valley, you from Van Nuys?
Link on Venice beach I'll bring my Oakland Vibe
I'm your type? Oh Is that right?
That's wassup, wassup wassup
Yeah
Is that
Yeah I'm roller coasting
Pool'd up looking like the ocean
Pulled up performing at Oakland
Wait wait wait wait wait
Hold up
Hold up just hopped off my
Where you from
Where you from
Oakland
Time is moving quickly
Night time to the sun rise
I just need to know who's with me
I just need to feel
to getting pussy
Masterclass with the rookies
Passed the class no one shook me
In the tale of 2 cities
Oakland is and Oakland could be
In between the digital
gone)
Shit's so potent
This shit came straight from Oakland (Yeah)
Eyes low, keep 'em open
In the clouds and now I'm gone (Now I'm gone)
I'd rather die
staying silent
Staying quiet while run the bay
Mitch chris crossover hardaway
Gold colorway in the golden state
Warriors forty niners and oakland A
Come
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