Key: B minor•
Verse 1
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D
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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
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You talk that shit,
you'll never speak again
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you better know what you leapin' in
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Family never see him again
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4 -5, take your chest out
Then we to the next route
You really need more than
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Long as we all counting for it, who
cares what happens?
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Call me tasteless,
cause my gangsta influence
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fuck hood rats and do shootings
Bay, it ain't no colors
Feel more my hood,
feel more bad than good
Where every rapper and
CEO like
Popkin should
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Nigga don't hit your mask crack,
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Nigga don't hit your mask crack,
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Nigga don't hit your mask crack,
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Lay around on that fast track
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Do the mafia then we whack niggas up
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Say we smack niggas up,
Back niggas up,
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Do the mafia then we whack niggas up
Say the whole shit,
San
Quentin's the dopest
Ride the entertainment,
Water entertainment
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All the cops in the jails and
the world couldn't tame em
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I get money, still dibble and dabble,
J .R., dribble and dunk
I'm on the sidelines with
the missiles that travel
keep your friends away
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We shoot the whole car up,
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find out if they wanna ride or what
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You peasants with your rusty guns,
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
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Nigga, don't get your
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man's crap
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Play around and run that fast track
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Say we smack niggas up, back niggas up
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Do the mafia, then we whack niggas up
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Say we smack niggas up, back niggas up
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Do the mafia, then we whack niggas up
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I been in the
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Fourteen with tapes on the shelf,
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I'ma get low nigga, explosive mode
Real parking lot pimp,
In the bay we hard rappin'
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With
San
Quentin,
JR's backin'
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You down on these
CD burners
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Bootleggers gonna see the burners
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Then it's murder, from the scope to the
O
They move and do blow
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Fuck niggas, main bitches and pimp,
they lose hoes
Thirty -five carats on all our wrists
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No handcuffs on all our bitches
If I sell dope,
I wanna push a hundred chickens
Hundred man team, hundred
San
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Quentin, baby, steady comin' with jams
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So tighten up on your gang folks
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D
The place we claim is the
West
Coast
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You must respect our program
San
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Quentin, steady comin' with jams
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D
So tighten up on your gang folks
The place we claim is the
West
Coast
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Nigga, don't get your mask cracked
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Nigga, don't get your mask cracked
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D
Nigga, don't get your mask cracked
Bm
D
Play around, run that fast track
Bm
D
Say we smack niggas up, back niggas up
Do the mafia, then we whack niggas up
Say we smack niggas up, back niggas up
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D
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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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