[Intro/Chorus: C-Bo, D-Shot, Richie Rich, 2Pac & E-40]
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They say
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Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
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Preoccupied with my chips
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And niggas call me a timer
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I been ballin since my adolescent years steady climbin
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Man, you motherfuckers dont know nuttin about no timin
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Thats right, thats right boy, start that shit off
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[Verse 1: 2Pac]
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I heard a rumor I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
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Pictures of me in my final stage, you know mama cried
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But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
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Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin
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Although Im worldwide, baby I aint hard to find
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Where I spend most of my time, my California grind
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Watchin for thievin, Im cautious, its like Im barely breathin
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Puttin a bullet in motherfuckers, give me da reason
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See me and hope Im intoxicated or slightly faded
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You tried to play me, now homicides my only payment
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Im addicted to currency in this life I lead
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Why the fuck you cowards be runnin, too scared to fight a G?
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For the life of me, I cannot see
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How motherfuckers picture livin life after a night of fuckin around with me
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And if you dont like this rhyme
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Then bring your big bad ass to California, cause we aint hard to find
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[Chorus: C-Bo, D-Shot, Richie Rich, 2Pac & E-40]
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Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
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Preoccupied with my chips
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And niggas call me a timer
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I been ballin since my adolescent years steady climbin
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Motherfuckers dont know nuttin about no timin
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[Verse 2: C-Bo]
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I got my locs on, hard hat, goin to war
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Breakin them off on sight, stoppin lives like red lights
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Watch em pause as I pull my strap out my draws
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And get to dumpin on they ass like the last outlaw
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Rich, 2Pac and The Click, smokin blunts, loadin clips
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With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
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We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt
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And we aint hard to find is the tales that we kick
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[Verse 3: B-Legit]
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Im fully automatic, full of static and shit
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Movin Dodge van, fifty rounds in the clip
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Im ridin shotgun with the tint in the back
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Im plan to have a motherfuckin mint in this rap
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Im from the V-A-L-L-E-J-O
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Where sellin narcotics is all I know
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I got blow, speed, and weed, whatever yo kind
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And if you need a motherfucker, I aint hard to find
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[Verse 4: D-Shot]
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Some may call me bootsy, but I call it timin
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Thats while I keeps on grindin (Thats right)
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To the point where a nigga cant stop
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Too much feelin this shit, thats why Im quick to peel a bitch
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Whether its a nigga or a ho, a ho
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Get in my way, then that ass gots to go
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‘Cause a nigga steady plottin
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I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin
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[Chorus: C-Bo, D-Shot, Richie Rich, 2Pac & E-40]
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Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
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Preoccupied with my chips
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And niggas call me a timer
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I been ballin since my adolescent years steady climbin
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Man, you motherfuckers dont know nuttin about no timin
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[Interlude: 2Pac]
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C-Bo, D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich, B-Legit
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[Verse 5: E-40]
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Down the steps
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Abandoned broken down apartment complex
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Heavy metal weapons they carry, cant be scary
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Playboy, what the fuck is a proof without the trauma plate?
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Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for if you gon hesitate?
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Best shake and bake all them I-was-finst-to-ass niggas
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Motherfuckers-didnt-think-I was-gon-do-somethin-ass niggas
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Threaten your life, aint like you love him
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Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him, have at him
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[Verse 6: Richie Rich]
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(Check this out)
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I grew up with that nigga
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Threw up with that nigga
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I hear he tryin to ride
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Double agent for the other side
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But now, my Glock be so judgemental
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Back seat of a rental
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Keep my name out your dental, nigga
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If your gum bleedin and you needin
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More than twenty stitches
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You behave like them bitches
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Sideways to the next
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Heavy in the game
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Check the resident, its all the same
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Nigga, and we aint hard to find
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[Outro/Ad-libs: 2Pac, C-BO & E-40]
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Hell nah we aint hard to find
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The whole Clickalation fool
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Motherfuckers hard to find, right here bitch
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Why them niggas actin like they cant find us? Like they cant see us and like we dont be at the same spots they be at?
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[D-Shot]: Its the same congregation. Young Pac is back
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You know what I mean?
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Nigga be lookin all the way when he see you and shit
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[D-Shot]: Its a celebration
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Motherfuckers better understand this shit
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[D-Shot]: Young ‘Pac is back
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Ay D-Shot, nigga, can we get paid man?
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[D-Shot]: Oh my goodness, we got C-Bo in this muthafucka…
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Can we just go there and sock this shit up, please?
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[D-Shot]: Hey, we smokin, and we aint hard to find
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Drinkin and shit, fuckin with some Hurricane and some Thug passion
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A motherfuckers gonna get his marbles regardless, playboy
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A check this out…You supposed to
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Believe in that shit
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[RIch]: Sideways to the next light, and to the next coast, poppin the muthafuckin most, you understand what Im sayin
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Money over bitches, nigga, M.O.B., M.O.B
