(feat. Selau) 



[Chorus x2: Selau] 

Fancy bet I'm from these streets 

Come holla no metter what at you 

So tell me what you gonna do-gonna do 

When my nigga Mess come for you 



[Talking over chorus:] 

What you gon do nigga 

Come on my nigga, what you gon do 

Nigga shitter get off the shitter, mayne 

KnowI'mTalkinBout, yeah 



[MessCalen:] 

When I go to the club, I don't need I.D. 

Me and my niggaz walk straight to the V.I.P. 

I need twelve bottles of that Grey Goose Vodka 

I don't want you bitch, I wanna fuck ya potna 

I'm a gangsta ass nigga, hoes call me a dog 

I'm havin money motherfucker, I'ma floss and ball 

The only nigga in the party with a Uzi baby 

Pardon me miss, excuse me baby 

But your boy smoke weed like Cypress Hill 

I'm on dope nigga and about four of them good pills 

With a few of my men, five hundred in the lot 

Lil' niggaz on the turf, with Ben & Jerry's on the spot 

Mess spend money like it's runnin out of style 

Hit King Kays and drink all the Crystal 

It's about thirty thousand in the club with me 

I'm from the streets, these my niggaz, they dont fuck with me 

for real 



[Chorus x2: Selau] 



[Verse 2:] 

They see me when I pull and jump out the five 

Like after all that shit, that lil' nigga still alive 

Shit, I'm from the eighty's, I'm a dinosaur 

And I'm into beef nigga, I'm a carnivore 

I'm a made motherfucker, I don't tuck my ice 

I flirt with death lil' nigga this my life 

Preach told me never let the money make you nervous 

If you scared motherfucker go to Sunday Service 

I got rid of the Scraper and sold the Lex 

Got like eleven mo' rifles and ten mo' tecs 

Just opened the duffle that I staff from 9-8 

Blue bottle blocka make sure mine's eight 

I run a machine, y'all on that new shit 

I'm with that Crip and that Blood and that red and that blue shit 

Bout three in the mornin with no bodyguards with me 

I'm from the streets, these my niggaz, they don't fuck with me 

for real 



[Chorus x2: Selau] 



[Talking:] 

Huh, huh, hahaha 

I been sayin though man, you niggaz see me, man 

Pullin up to the liquor store bouncin out somethin exotic 

Man, real colorful, real colorful though around the neck 

and around the wrist, uh-huh uh-huh 

It's me red bone bitch in the passenger seat 

I got that heat man, but these is my niggaz 

Richmond, Vallejo, Sacramento, Oakland 

San Jose, San Francisco, nigga I am the Bay, I am in 



[Chorus x4: Selau]