i got tons of guns, and i slang lots of rocks/
i got money funds, and i hustle these blocks/
i can't sell u none, cuz there be all da cops/
i don't wanna run, their bullets make me drop/
come back tomorrow, if you got the cash/
i can't let u borrow, from my bosses stash/
because he'd kill me mayne, he'd kill u too/
i don't like feelin pain, i don't think its cool/
my boss he'd go insain, leave me in a blood pool/
than he'd get in his range, and he'd come for you/
i'm a drug dealer, u could call me a snitch/
it don't get no realer, i would kill u bitch/
i sell lots of dope, and i also cook it/
take ya cake u don't know, who took it/
make the cleanest nigga go, crooked/

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"california jus makes a playa wanna ride/
throw up a dub if ya thug holla westside/"
- T-Bone