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mistah fab - new oakland lyrics

[mistah f.a.b.]
yea yeah yeah look a man
it’s yo boy fabby davis jr.
of the mac pac man
yea i’m saying
and uhh n-gg-z be hatin on the town mane
so what i did put together the bosses from there area so
we can really show how this sh-t go mane
look uh

[chorus]
i got north got the east got the west with me
so i suggest you n-gg-z don’t mess wit me
so n-gg- be cool cause you don’t wanna squad ’em
we could do the fool but you want no problems
put that on something i put that on fathers
i put that on something i put that on mammas
i put that on something i put that on grandcedas
you run up on me get your man beat up!

[mistah f.a.b.]
bush ride, gas kill, 6 dueces, golden ville
n-gg- its treal, homeboy tell you how it feel
high off purple, ohh we thizzin off a pill
you think we square, we polar bears
we doubt it if you want it but tha solja’s hear
fabby davis is the prince of the o
the freestyle king man and everybody know
and uhh i izz
down with thizz
reppin the bay but you know its town bidz
my side is what chu forget about and thats what i’m hot about
n-gg-z that be hatin but pimpin thats not what its about
its about gettin money gettin close to a mill
so i got my n-gg-z from the coast and the ville
you already know so don’t ask what it do
scr-per full of rippas when you see us slidin through

[chorus]

[g-stack]
we savin it ain’t never havin it
you better run in the club when we grabbin it
cause we townin, my n-gg-z stay clownin
36 roundin, my n-gg-z go down and
you gotta know where i’m from like robert d
or like felix wayne or like lil dee
i’m from the v i double l a g e
you must be dat phantom dumb if you ain’t heard of me
we stack rice through tha hood like yest?
rollin through the north and the west but i reps that east
when i’m throwin up my hood they mistakin for peace
cause i’m 2 finger straighted cause i’m so og
and i’m rarely in the club cause i’m so low key
but i’m all through these streets like it
don’t know me if wasn’t for the hood what would i be
another average motherf-cker but i’ll never be a sucka

[chorus]

[bavgate]
n-gg-z wanna eat what i eat
wanna take my plate but i’m bavgate king of the golden state n-gg-
i’m a g like khakis and corduroy
i’ma be mob boy no doy
all black pack toys i ain’t goofy leroy
yea i set the decoy
to jack you boy
and you don’t want beef ill spray ya convoy
tryna see me ill take you down boy
i’m from the west where huey p.newton from
bashs to autobans the feds thinking i’m taliban 4 n-gg-‘s snitched on me
like a telathon, sh-ttt
bavgate right here back with the tommy gun
and i’m accurate homie like a and 1

[chorus]

[mistah f.a.b.]
yea y’all know mane you see there you have it
town bidness act fullest mane north east west oakland mane
y’all herd yadda b–boo e a ski a big cuzzin thank you for the beat
mane know what i’m saying yea we f-cks wit it yeee yee

- mistah fab lyrics

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