Lyrics:
and leave her
Oakland hustler, never been a busta
Make way for the nine-trey, I'm coming motherfucka
Straight from the 6-9, the final line village
Doing
down my new tal
From Slauson Trail to Oakland
You got it, I'm into smokin'
Driving me there like Martin
Callin' my lady
Scoping, looking for
hang
Born and raised in the bay
Oakland Cali-forn-I-A
[Chorus]
[Passion]
Why you want to beat me you know you can't see me
Pimpin ain't easy,
the block when I used to run the crew
In Oakland on the East Side you know how we ride
We like to swing and slide, whip them old schools and make them inches
get down
I be freakin' you down
To the mornin'
Born in Oakland, California
We don't be jokin' wit you bitches, I warn ya
I'm all up on ya like
gaze, to the Oakland Bay =
Bridge. (Could that be you honey, way over on that side? Flashin' a =
Signal to me, down by Pier 39, 'cause if I only knew, I'd
can, come up and smoke
Man I leave 'em done up and broken from Ho-boken to Oakland
Some one told YOU wrong when they said I was right for waxin'
Then
Well, I smoked my
Throat out last night
Hoping you'd call
Or just stop by
Now, I'm wheezing
Like the Oakland sky
Feeling like
The rusted tracks
Knoxville
Phoenix, Raleigh, Oakland, Mobile
Providence, Washington, Baltimore, Austin
Lafayette, Atlanta, Los Angeles, and Boston
a glock on my side and it came with a drum (with a drum)
I just pulled up to Oakland, finna get dumb (get dumb)
Hundred-band juggy, I spent one (spent
family
Oakland city represent, address me as your majesty
Yeah you can kiss the ring, but you can never touch the crown
I smoke a million Swisher blunts
Oakland nothin' better than some sloppy bed wetters
Makin' out while chewin' cheeto cheddar, such go-getters
But my ho from St. Louie by the name of Julie
never die
Til bosses is crooked and ended
I might never rhyme unless I put Oakland
In it
I might never sleep til this flyer's wrote
And printed
This may
them”
christians in black
shuttled between LA and Oakland
miles and miles between and above them
born and raised to be an alcoholic
were you to old
How long?
How long?
We've been down for so damn long
Condition Oakland
On my stereo
The sound so good it's got me low
Turn up the bass now
It's
could, we'd move out the hipster settlement of Oakland
(The fine line between low icome and no income)
I can't read no lips 'cause I am stone
Always wanted
Another Year
Hey Sister
Newspaper said they found your murdered body
Beheaded, flaoting in garbage
Right there in the Oakland estuary
Hey Sister
Cops said
explosions of nuclear bombs down in the Oakland
That's why all those crackheads are smokin'
It's remote-controlled emotions triggered by cops with laptops
and I thought you knew
Oakland to Vallejo
Vallejo to the Zay
The Zay to the Sko'
AKA as the Bay
Unique so to speak
In a whole lotta ways
We hardly
We didn’t love him so we lost him. It happens often from Oakland, Compton to Boston. Them boys offed em. And then the cops offed the boys while we
arm on the Bay Bridge
And the other arm on the Golden Gate Bridge
With one hand bound by the Oakland ghetto
And the other held down by the weight
out in Jersey
They living in Vermont
They come to Oakland
Always be open no front
Some got dreadlocks tattoos classic lax with attitude
Rougher sex
Riverside, Palm Springs
Hollywood down to Pasadena
Frisco, Oakland down to the Marina
Sactown, San Jo back to Catalina
Ya gotta love it y'all,
Tha sunny
to
The Detroit homies
The Cleveland homies
The Sacramento homies
The Oakland homies
The Florida homies
The Atlanta homies
New York homies
Jersey homies
Texas
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