hella rappers everywhere be hella shook when we booked
from oakland claifornia, the home of the rock
where cats just live to post and die alone on the block

we hook crooks wit our hooks, hook looks wit our looks
hella rappers everywhere be hella shook when we booked
and i been from the bay for like straight hella days
ever since birth been hearin these gangsta melodays

and all my people wanna get shot and live
get pac and big
and bring em back to life cuz they had lots to give
they wanna *pop pop* a pig
and hot box his crib
and just kick it forever, you can't stop this kid

and the one-time get stunned blind
when they come find my sunshine
I'll unwind, my gun rhyme
on the frontline steady dump mine

biggfoot'll putter round the gutter make any motherfuck stutter

but foreal I hate rappers
cuz they listened to the man he said 'capitalize'
and all these rapcats gave him dap in disguise
that's why they platinum plaques is wack in my eyes
and that's why i keep the CLAP and SNAP at they lives

cuz i got this lead here
use it to spread fear
put one in yo headgear, make you shed a RED tear
and I got the cold BLUE, so take two
shots then see me
and these real cats who never pay for play on MTV

and yo tha paparazzi's on me, but no picture's in the pages
they just trynna peep game on how i shoot the famous

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fairweather