As a youngsta I've always been around some funk

I'm watchin niggas duck from buck shots of the pump

Bein around this shit made a nigga violent at times

Servin D the dope was beatin em down if they don't sell mine

Cuz you know that's how the fuckin game goes

Niggas gettin beat with bats gettin stalked with steel 

Toes a nigga was no older than thirteen or fourteen

When the bank was on I cocked a gun from a dope fiend

Little six shot, 38 special

When the bank is on you got to beef strong livin up the ghetto

Me and my niggas walkin around straight gasin

Mug on mean funkin wit niggas all in my classic

Four deep is how niggas roll up in Frisco

And everywhere you go a nigga got to pack a pistol

The beef is back on but I don't really know the reason

Supposed to be a truce but niggas start bangin

So I'm lettin it be known I'm fadin niggas with the chrome-9

Me and my niggas walkin around with Macs and the 45

So how you wanna handle your biz ya bitch made mark

Leave ya dead to the head in Ocean View Park

Cuz when the bank is on niggas comin out the cuts

Wit artillery in their hand ready start to buck

Have them bitch made niggas tryin to make my day

Cuz that's how it is when you're livin in the bay



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Comin up in the bay it's like a mothafuckin zoo

The Bay Area ain't no joke

Every nigga do whatever the fuck he gotta do

The Bay Area ain't no joke



Boom boom boom was the sound that I heard

As I walked to the turf and took my hide cuz I was perved

Thinkin to myself I hope my niggas ain't hit

Cuz you know niggas dyin young over stupid shit

Ran to the turf to see what happened 

Find out my niggas was cappin at some niggas that was gasin in a Cut

Freeze classic come to find out it was them niggas that we was funkin wit

Ain't gonna say no truce to set cuz I be startin shit

But you know how the story goes livin in the bay

V-Town, Oaktown, Richmond, and E.P.A.

Frisco words goin down all the fuckin time

For all young niggas on the bang when they on the grind

Niggas walkin around packed packin nines and carryin Macs

In they nuts or they draws pocket a crack sack

Po's on the turf waitin for some shit to go down

Niggas comin up short fuckin wit the fogtown

Cuz in Frisco you never can predict

Cuz in the town man the fog is just too thick

And niggas gettin smoked comin up short where I live

Another dead body washed up by the Bay Bridge, nigga

Cuz that's how it is where youngstas livin

Where niggas always takin and they never givin

So you better listen what I gotta say

Cuz that's how it is when you're livin in the bay



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Livin day by day by the bay it's the same thing

Niggas smokin dank sellin D and gang bangin

Livin in the illy-ac-town of San Fran-psycho

Where niggas doin drive-bys on motorcycles

Got crooked ass niggas who jack for a livin

But I can't blame a nigga cuz ain't nobody givin

A mothafuckin thang so I bang for mine

Even if it means robbin and killin when you're on the grind

Cuz a nigga gots to have some type of funds

And niggas kicked out the house can't have no moms

And a nigga gotta do anything I can

Even if it means rushin every set wit rocks in my hand

And that right there tells you that life's a bitch

A nigga got three strikes and they swung a pitch

And that's how niggas live day by day

Cuz that's how it is livin up in the bay mane



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