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messy marv & san quinn - bay luv lyrics

verse 1: san quinn:

give me love and i’ma give you love
we all thugs trapped in the game get your slugs
came up, they wanna see collapse perhaps
we get each other’s backs attack the rap in packs
no hate up in my bones staying true up to the heart
real playa rippin perpetrators all apart
if we smart real n-ggas unite do right
unless we doing wrong we losin life
r.i.p. mr. cee, seag and pac
let the drama stop let’s proceed to clock
smoking weed in flocks 4-1-0-5-1-0
7-0-7 steppin like veterans keepin it real no questions

hook: san quinn:

bay luv where the playas is famous
where times is dangerous
we go through changes
but we got bay luv

verse 2: don p

i got this game for ya if you want it you can keep it
don p the best kept secret i’m ridin for the residents
game is heaven sent it’s evident haters is irrelevant
tell me could the real motherf-ckers please stand up
all the real motherf-ckers throw your hands up
from oaktown to frisco, richmond valley-joe
all in together now ball in together now

black ‘n brown:

puttin it down come tight outta frisco
eric cheebo and drop top here we go
baldhead and the baby boy san quinn
y’all open up the doors and let me step in
hit the blunt proceed to flow to [?]
cuz in the bay black and brown is how we get down
bout it bout it so motherf-ckers never doubt it
don’t get mad cuz a young playa steady bouncin

hook

third verse: baldhead rick:

the wicked coast every brother’s trigger finger itching
from san jose to epa up to north richmond
task keeps missing from strikes they keep pitchin
it’s a must to stay stuck on my bucks
in these ghetto prisons
across the bridge i got family plus a gang of nigs
ghetto kids on the avenues stacking they revenues
and running from pigs
oaktown where they try to blow a man down
from the east to west stay strapped with a vest and 19 rounds
vallejo where they roll 100 spokes vogues
shakin po-po’s in the sf
from the hillside to the crest
streets ain’t complete of it ain’t no thugs
and unity ain’t nothin if it ain’t no love

san quinn:

surrounded by k!llas rap game
same n-ggas out the crack game moving tapes like cocaine
with ghetto fame
one love to the mob, the cl1ck, 187 fac, [?], my n-gga lil ric
totally insane, sick insane criminals, short dog and 4tay
bay originals gotta be real you would be shook or k!lled
one love to my n-gga vine and the whole brookville
see me strugglin to help whenever but i do the same
ain’t no trouble up in wealth if you can handle the fame
n-ggas get strange when they ain’t got a meal
stop being a timer flossin like my n-gga jr rider
fillmoe forever but never disrespect the next turf
stay a get low playa the rebirth be the network
me and messy blood bout to have it
giving bay luv the golden way staying savage

hook

- messy marv san quinn lyrics

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