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