Hit-Boy

I′m a baller, I'm a boss, I′m a gangsta (gangsta)I'm a Laker, I'm a warrior, I′m a pacer

I′m like a piston with the pistols, heh

Stay on a mission with the missiles

I'm a baller, I′m a boss, I'm a gangsta (gangsta)

I′m shot calling in this Chevy, out here caking

I'm like a piston with the pistols, heh

Stay on a mission with the missiles

I′m a menace, I'm a thug, I'm a gangsta

I cut that house arrest shit straight up off my ankles

Fuck the feds for taking twenty from my uncle

And fuck whoever thought ′cause he was dolo they could punk him

Always keep a .38 where you can′t P it

Keep a couple Dracos, couple bricks, couple liters

Niggas act hungry, I'ma fill up and feed ′em

Do 'em like a predator, gut him out and bleed ′em

My dad had a heart, but he was heartless

Showed me how to chip, a nigga cordless

Taught me how to cook a nigga carcass

And he gon' see the pound if he keep with all that barking

Keep a blower, Nintendo cartridge

Roll a nigga body up in dope spot carpet

Take ′em up to 14 in a six-trey

And spread his ass around like he a mixtape

I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I′m a gangsta (gangsta)

I′m a Laker, I'm a warrior, I′m a pacer

I'm like a piston with the pistols, heh

Stay on a mission with the missiles

I′m a baller, I'm a boss, I′m a gangsta (gangsta)

I'm shot calling in this Chevy, out here caking

I'm like a piston with the pistols, heh

Stay on a mission with the missiles

On Cedar, the West Coast mine, nigga

I′ve been out here on a 20-year grind, nigga

It ain′t a weak bone in my spine, nigga

Call my name, I show up every time

Same hood, same line (whoa)

If I bang your phone, you bang mine (whoa)

It ain't shit in this city I can′t find

I don't know you, nigga, so we gon′ swap at the same time

I'm chunkin′ up gang signs, we slide for the same slime

All I see is mamas droppin' to knees and babies cryin'

It′s a thin line between love and death

When you on the grind, it′s all about cause and effect

Fuck a sorry, fuck a promise, shit be faulty, almost lost it

Niggas hardly recognize how much this fucked life be costin'

Life is cheap, five racks put you right to bleed

Got blood in this grave for half a ki′, uh

It never snows in Southern California

Fuck around and we'll stank a nigga

But Hit said be bol′, so I planked the nigga

He walked away with his life, he better thank a nigga

And this pen ain't for no raps, I′ll shank a nigga

Carve 'em like my escape route, Shawshank a nigga

So cut with all that acting 'fore I bank a nigga

He ain′t Leon, and I ain′t no Franklin, nigga

I'm a baller, I′m a boss, I'm a gangsta (gangsta)

I′m a Laker, I'm a warrior, I′m a pacer

I'm like a piston with the pistols, heh

Stay on a mission with the missiles

I'm a baller, I′m a boss, I′m a gangsta (gangsta)

I'm shot calling in this Chevy, out here caking

I′m like a piston with the pistols, heh

Stay on a mission with the missiles

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Game what's brackin′-brackin'?

You finally pulled up huh?

Bring it on in, blood

L-Gang, L-Gang, L-Gang

Bompton to Dena, nigga

Know what I′m talkin' 'bout?

Unstoppable, nigga

B-Team