(feat. Three 6 Mafia) 



[Chorus] 

I neva ran from a motherfuckin hoe and neva will 

I neva wave a white flag in a boat and neva will 

I neva bow down to a fuckin sucka and neva will 

I neva snitched or cross a real motherfuker and neva will 

Who thank they bucker than these boys here not nan notha 

Who thank they bucker than these bitches here not nan notha 

Who got more money than these boys here not nan notha 

Who got more mobey than these bitches here not nan notha 



[Frayser Boy] 

I keep my brain on some change 

Some change on my brain 

Picture its gon mean the same thang 

Yea a playa maintain neva go against the grain 

Known to bring pain in the Bay where I hang 

Haters jumpin on the band wagon better thank twice 

We put the Bay on the map thank Me thank Wyte 

Boyz see me in the streets and they wanna act hard 

Young cowards ain't gon bust a grape gon run backyard 

Keep a tone arm reach for these streets that I mob 

Not to do a nigga in is a everyday job 

Dont stunt get mob talk shit get rob 

Smack a hoe yo cross her head for yo dope problem solved 

Cant blame us 

Cause we famous 

And we came up 

Neva change up 

Keep it gangsta 

Doin our thang bro keep rollin on its gone be danger 



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[Frayser Boy] 

Imma Frayser representative better known as the Bay 

Ride wit Paul and Juicy man fuck wit you hoes say 

Click tight get right everywhere the Bay go 

If you got some problems when we mobbing betta lay low 

Believe cause I say so 

Grimmin like Play-Do 

Hypnotize minds on the grind don't play hoe 

Rearrangin the game 

But still remainin the same 

Plus my money escaladin ain't no changing me man 

Now I'm gainin the fame the top I'm aimmin my aim 

Lock me up in jail but no restrainin my brain 

Beginning to the end 

If theres foes theres friends 

Yea I started as a rookie turn pro at the end 

Keep it goin like trends 

Dont be speakin on my name boy you know we ain't friends 

Born losers don't win 

Cant see it like wind 

And I'm posted in the Bay all day toss Ten 



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[D.J. Paul] 

I rap and crush buildings in the south I'm King Kong 

I brought a knife to a gun fight and I stilll won 

I was battling some fags that like to brag and run they mouth quick 

But everything he rap about heaint even got the shit 

People think they defeat you with washed up hypnotize artists 

That they click can become platinum artists 

Cut the foolin run clown keep them drugs in yo pocket 

Cause if they need some decent work they be still on my block 



[Juicy J] 

You cowards can't fuck with the juice flow you know juice know 

That you boys claiming you hardcore but you all hoes 

Braggin bout war stories boy that shit old 

Playa times changing everyday bodies left cold 

On the grass or the concrete you know I see 

Dont you come round claimin tought when you scary 

I don't care what kinda game you in wuss or wanna be 

Or a maida for Osa Bin it don phase me 



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