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Anything You Ask For

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  • Huh, ******z think they got the game sewed, yeah right
    I'm air tight, fresh in them Air Nikes
    If the Navy outside, I might be there
    Black hoodie, black 9, black wifey airs
    Rock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spare
    You see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gear
    And when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to your head
    And if you see a white truck that mean yo' sheets is dead
    Then I'm goin' goin', back back
    To the block to dump the bucket and jump in the drop
    ******z know I'm good with the glock, they call me Chick Hearns
    'Cause if the game on knot, I'm callin the shots
    I'll wear a ************ny suit for a minute like I'm The LOX
    Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box
    And when I die, bury me with the glock and a bucket of shells
    In case ******z want drama in hell
    Yeah, so when Compton ******z and Fillmoe ******z get together
    ************t happens mayne, real talk from ya ****** Fig'
    Doin' it big and don't wanna split yo' wig
    I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over ************es
    Tell me what'chu blast fo', ****** around with snitches
    What you had to smash fo', ******z tried to play me man
    Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay game
    Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay game
    I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over ************es
    Tell me what'chu blast fo', ****** around with snitches
    What you had to smash fo', ******z tried to play me man
    Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay game
    Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay game
    I be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz
    I'm in the streets where they goin' savage
    One, two, we dance on the rooftop
    Let the Coupe ghost ride then we come to two stops
    Figga eight'n by the corner sto'
    ******rali from killer Cali you gotta let 'em know
    Yeahh, ya hit me on my Sidekick
    Inventory pilin' up, ******z tryin' to buy ************t
    They got me diggin in my files
    Pro Tools, ADAT tapes and big sounds
    Jumpin' on a plane, jumpin' out a taxi cab
    Stackin' up this fettucini now these ******z hella mad
    ****** that ******, he got another album on the board?
    Damn right, another album on the board
    ****** the bull************t, the Figgarali don't play
    I represent the whole Bay every mother******' day
    I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over ************es
    Tell me what'chu blast fo', ****** around with snitches
    What you had to smash fo', ******z tried to play me man
    Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay game
    Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay game
    Count rubber band grands
    I'm out big on the under, with my fam bam
    And I, hover the lands
    To expand, I'm from the gutter grime and the sand
    No jams the flam's all busted
    The dames want the bucks when, they see you stuffed in
    Your pockets, 'til they get them some
    But testin' my pocket, only gets you none
    'Cause I, got a pimp mentality
    The scrubs wanna eat shrimp and get my salary
    They ain't knowin' I'm tight laced in my shoestrings
    Hate the way I'm flowin' on the mic 'cause I do gleam
    All types of baguettes and bezels
    We ************ne like life's {unverified} rebels
    2005, me and my crew just pile the pots
    Move like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch
    D.J. Nesha
  • Huh, ******z think they got the game sewed, yeah right
    I'm air tight, fresh in them Air Nikes
    If the Navy outside, I might be there
    Black hoodie, black 9, black wifey airs
    Rock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spare
    You see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gear
    And when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to your head
    And if you see a white truck that mean yo' sheets is dead
    Then I'm goin' goin', back back
    To the block to dump the bucket and jump in the drop
    ******z know I'm good with the glock, they call me Chick Hearns
    'Cause if the game on knot, I'm callin the shots
    I'll wear a ************ny suit for a minute like I'm The LOX
    Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box
    And when I die, bury me with the glock and a bucket of shells
    In case ******z want drama in hell
    Yeah, so when Compton ******z and Fillmoe ******z get together
    ************t happens mayne, real talk from ya ****** Fig'
    Doin' it big and don't wanna split yo' wig
    I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over ************es
    Tell me what'chu blast fo', ****** around with snitches
    What you had to smash fo', ******z tried to play me man
    Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay game
    Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay game
    I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over ************es
    Tell me what'chu blast fo', ****** around with snitches
    What you had to smash fo', ******z tried to play me man
    Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay game
    Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay game
    I be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz
    I'm in the streets where they goin' savage
    One, two, we dance on the rooftop
    Let the Coupe ghost ride then we come to two stops
    Figga eight'n by the corner sto'
    ******rali from killer Cali you gotta let 'em know
    Yeahh, ya hit me on my Sidekick
    Inventory pilin' up, ******z tryin' to buy ************t
    They got me diggin in my files
    Pro Tools, ADAT tapes and big sounds
    Jumpin' on a plane, jumpin' out a taxi cab
    Stackin' up this fettucini now these ******z hella mad
    ****** that ******, he got another album on the board?
    Damn right, another album on the board
    ****** the bull************t, the Figgarali don't play
    I represent the whole Bay every mother******' day
    I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over ************es
    Tell me what'chu blast fo', ****** around with snitches
    What you had to smash fo', ******z tried to play me man
    Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay game
    Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay game
    Count rubber band grands
    I'm out big on the under, with my fam bam
    And I, hover the lands
    To expand, I'm from the gutter grime and the sand
    No jams the flam's all busted
    The dames want the bucks when, they see you stuffed in
    Your pockets, 'til they get them some
    But testin' my pocket, only gets you none
    'Cause I, got a pimp mentality
    The scrubs wanna eat shrimp and get my salary
    They ain't knowin' I'm tight laced in my shoestrings
    Hate the way I'm flowin' on the mic 'cause I do gleam
    All types of baguettes and bezels
    We ************ne like life's {unverified} rebels
    2005, me and my crew just pile the pots
    Move like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch
    D.J. Nesha