Straight nigga shit, nigga shit 



[Mack 10] 

I get my ride on the HumVee, walkin through the party 

Puffin on chronic and drinkin on Bacardi 

Gotta represent Cali and bang 'til death do us 

Throwin the haters off and keep our folks next to us 

For me to bust a Bay bitch she gotta be the thickest 

I dig them Bay niggaz cause they Sic'Wid'It and Click-ish 

Like that there nigga, re-cop from Mack Diamond 

Pop a collar one time, let me know you're still timin 



[B-Legit] 

I'm a Bay nigga, all in L.A. nigga 

No matter what you say nigga, long as you pay nigga 

I figure - you want it bad enough, you gon' take yo' shit 

A steel toe mack down to break yo' bitch 

And she cain't be fixed, so what if she yours? 

We turn housewifes to everyday whores 

Send 'em up in stores with the false ID 

to get DVD's and big screen TV's 

Wanna be like me? I run from vice 

Catch a out-of-towner and I'm takin his ice 

Throw him in the trunk with the bag and the mice 

I know it ain't nice but nigga that's life 

Black black on the scratch, no tradin back 

2000 'llac, can you fuck with that? 

Me, Mack, 40, Shot and Bosko 

All strapped down with the roscoes 



[Chorus: E-40, B-Legit] 

[E] We on some nigga shit [B] Nigga shit 

[E] Click shit, big figure shit [B] Big figure shit 

[E] We on some nigga shit [B] Nigga shit 

[E] Sick shit, big nigga shit [B] Big nigga shit 

[E] We on some nigga shit [B] Nigga shit 

[E] Click shit, big figure shit [B] Big figure shit 

[E] We on some nigga shit [B] Nigga shit 

[E] Smoke a spliff, hard liquor shit [B] Hard liquor beatch! 



[D-Shot] 

Here I come.. steppin out the Vader 

They call me D-Shot and I'm about my paper 

Been in this game since eighty-six 

One of the first bosses to hit the independent lick 

Y'all know my dawgs is the C-L-I-C-K 

Them true boss ballers that done paved the way 

I throw my Roley up in the air 

It cost me 25 K, do you think I care? 

I rolls bodies, as thick as you can get 'em 

You know them 600's with the V-12 emblems? 

The rap game's been good to me 

I like the money and the hoes and the V.I.P. 

The lavish lifestyle that I live 

consist of big-ass parties and sippin gin 

We puff trees, we smoke 'em by the ounce 

We hit the studio and then bounce 



[Chorus] 



[E-40] 

See I'ma, street walker, gun clapper 

Papered up hood nigga livin like a rapper 

If you see me you would think I sold a million copy 

like what's-her-name? Ice all on my body 

All kind of bitches be thumpin over a motherfucker for the worst 

One of 'em got a pair of ?? school college scissors in her purse 

Ready to take off on a nig', take a nig' (beatch) 

Stab a bitch, shoot a nigga for her nig' 

See I'm a slick talkin boss playa 

full of straight mindgames and schemes 

Find your botch's weakness, get off in her jeans 

Tell her she's the sweetest, pull her mental file 

See if I can help cause she's livin in denial (bitch) 

You liable to find me on the ave, slangin o's 

Parked on the curb, sippin white Irish ross 

Smokin herb, grindin in my dirty clothes (what else?) 

Hella perved, standin on my P's and toes 



[Chorus] 



[Suga-T] 

I'm sportin Benzes, Cutlasses, smoke trees and hustle for G's 

Pop game that pertain to plenty, shoppin sprees 

Magic shows, gatherings and ceremonies 

What's your testimony? Ain't nuttin bout me phony 

I'm a boss bitch botch 

Known for smugglin heroin balloons in my crotch 

Beat a bitch down with copper pennies in a sock, I be on the block 

Teasin on the dicks, doin nigga shit 



[sung] 

We're just some real ass niggaz 

We're ballaholics everyday 

We're not your ordinary niggaz 

Our only motive is to get paid 

We're just some real ass niggaz 

We're ballaholics everyday 

We're not your ordinary niggaz 

Our only motive is to get paid 

We're not your ordinary niggaz 

We're not your ordinary niggaz 

We're not your ordinary niggaz 

We're not your ordinary niggaz 



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