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Verse 1
Bm
D
Bm
D
So hot, so
You must respect our program
San
Quentin, baby, steady comin' with your
ass
So tighten up on your gang, folks
The place we claim is the
West
Coast
you'll never speak again
Then we to the next route
You really need more than
cares what happens?
cause my gangsta influence
Bay, it ain't no colors
Feel more my hood,
feel more bad than good
Where every rapper and
CEO like
Popkin should
Back niggas up,
Say the whole shit,
San
Quentin's the dopest
Ride the entertainment,
Water entertainment
the world couldn't tame em
J .R., dribble and dunk
I'm on the sidelines with
the missiles that travel
keep your friends away
D
My young
your ghetto
Combine 500 brandin' new vessels
The invisible scent,
princess cut on my neck
Frisco nigga with the tech and the
D
Bm
D
Nigga, don't get your
Bm
D
Bm
I'ma get low nigga, explosive mode
Real parking lot pimp,
In the bay we hard rappin'
D
With
San
Quentin,
JR's backin'
CD burners
Bm
D
Then it's murder, from the scope to the
O
They move and do blow
they lose hoes
Thirty -five carats on all our wrists
If I sell dope,
I wanna push a hundred chickens
Hundred man team, hundred
San
West
Coast
San
The place we claim is the
West
Coast
Do the mafia, then we whack niggas up
Say we smack niggas up, back niggas up
Bm
D
Bm
This, this happening
the stuff that we do
We not gon' act like babies
We not gon' act like, we gon'
You
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