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Tha gamblaz
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What
We low key city streets we on the under
Bring thunder bomb beats for hot summers
We at this in and out just like a robbery
Break bread lay down slow because ya bother me
Stressed out ghetto shots the metal hot
When the cats get to buckin and s**t peep the pot
Camoflauge in the buckets we ride get up inside
On the other side now we collide it's westside
Certified I make it happen for my real folks
Representin fillmoe we make them hits
All the way to the l b cuz them n***az tell me
They be gettin they grits
We put it down for the real folks
L b to fillmoe you can't f**k with this
And when it come to the tips
Westcoast represent y'all all we make is hits
I'm lookin ghetto fab coordinated with some g s**t to bang
Twenty cents on the hang ain't a f**kin thang
The bigga figga dilli ride the city gettin greedy
Ohh what a pity smokin sweets and switchin philly's
I get off the chain get loose sip juice
On my way get down 'fore I start to produce
I need a valet my frame of mind is madly
Ohh how can I be happy when the feds tryna jack me
They try to get at me and they try to get me
Nothin but g's is ridin with me all the bulls**t can miss me
Westside eastside we ride slide and die
For the cause baby girl be f**kin her out of her drawers
She know me from back in the days I get the cabbage
Dat n***a daz gots to have it haha
I'm a motherf**kin hustler busts on busters
F**k all y'all suckers and ride on motherf**kers
Man it's more like nuttin to lose and a lot for me to gain on
I stayed back waitin my turn and got my game on
Game on
We're not a spotlight shine every rhyme
Maybe only cuz that's how us n***az came on
I'm in the same zone of the twilight livin the high life
And I gotta rhyme tight man cuz all my f**kin fans
I'm puffin on grams until a n***az nearly can't see
For tape three I can't come weak I'm at my peak
Do a hundred thou a week through the streets
Got us ready to start collectin 'fetti swing cars like andretti
Heavy chips that tha gamblaz flip when we hit
Like the '89 quake that shook the f**kin bay
Day to day is what I'm talkin 'bout who the f**kin tightest
You know about tha gamblaz g l p frisco's finest
Diamond cut records and beats nuttin sweet
When I speak only represent for the elite
We play for keeps fast cars and jeeps for all my peeps
Clearin up the billboard charts on a single sweep
No retreat I keep the heat waitin in my notebook
50 bar rhymes with no hooks
They say my mind's in the sky cuz I'm high as a kite
I see the devils run for cover when my people unite
Tryna get my thug life right and change the way we all think
Finally found the missing link
What is it
God is real I felt the touch
No way to ignore that I recognize
Ain't no money from the third eye so why lie
Expectations sky high then we all die but the game won't change
So many curses so many hearses stuck in my brain
I know the way god works took me 28 years
To finally face all fears and see my real life clear
I near thug heaven pledgin allegiance to my livin
And the feds can't hate they know my talent's god givin
Never been to prison I'm supernatural for real
Remainin military minded with a passion to kill
So if the revolution pop off I'm ready and deadly
I dare any one of you peckerwoods to play with my 'fetti
So feel the fury flow the planet revolves around me
And now I'm thuggin more than sucker free
I pray for strength to keep my mind right
Eternal limelight still in my sight
But now I see straight my b g's can't're late
Cuz I'm high powered