He was from Richmond, one of the sickest places in the back
Nah, he was from Oakland, Frisco, Berkeley, round that whack
Over there by Telegraph? Nah, over there by Ashby
Why did they find his body in Fairfield? Don't ask me
A neighborhood MVP, programmed to go
But everybody in the Bay Area knew he had it coming, though
Cause mama was a ho, daddy on blow
Never been to church, so he never had a soul
That's just an example of how that *** go
Modesto and Sacramento, Stockton and Tracy
Pinellas, Pittsburgh, Antioch, and Vallejo
Northern California, west coast to the deck
They call me 40, water, hold water on my chest
From the hillside to the crest, they say my city's a mess
One man and a baby's born, next minute he laid to rest
Law enforcement understaffed, we put the police to the test
Nigga died with two thumpers on him, first time he wore a vest, that's why
Move me, move me, move me, move me, move me, move me
You like how I'm movin', huh?
Move me, try and see what I'm doin'
I'm out here, right where the knox at
Got this 40 Glock cocked in my jockstrap
Tended windows round here, better park that
I don't play, I put one in your hard hat
I'm too slick, digs quick to move
When I get out, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out
Get in the nigga ass, I got *** to do
Player slash coach, I call the shots
And just like a roach, I know all the spots
I'm all in the attic and under the house
I wake your ass up with a gun in your mouth
I switch cabs, cars and buses
Might work a neck brace or borrow some crutches
I come through limpin', hoppin' and bustin'
Can't find who I'm lookin' for, I'm poppin' his cousin
Perch *** gettin' funky, I'm the talk of the town
I'm hittin' everything movin' and knockin' it down
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Feel more rich
Move me, move me, move me
Bang, bang, motherfucker, this is what it is
Reputation alone, carry about a hundred years
Fan said we sellin' dope, these niggas tellin' jokes
I'm a star, niggas watch me through a telescope
Rap *** is easy, shoot it like a free throw
Opportunity knockin', I'm watchin' through the peephole
Product of the projects, powder in the Pyrex
Only nine introduced to the process
Money bein' made, that's why they hatin' me
In the lab cookin', lookin' like a bakery
Fat nigga clean, lookin' like a meal
Good with my words, give a bitch the right feelin'
Feel more legend, speak to him like a reverend
Tryna see a man before a nigga go to heaven
Three-story is the game, street cred the machine
I'm a Frisco boss, a young dude, move me
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