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yg – bpt (live in the bay) lyrics

[intro]
ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls all the way down to the lil’ -ss babies. if y’all ready to have a party, say h-ll yeah (h-ll yeah), say h-ll yeah (h-ll yeah). wait, wait wait wait, now hold the f-ck up. before i bring my n-gga out, my n-gga, my n-gga, my mothaf-ckin’ n-gga. y’all gotta turn the f-ck up. i said if y’all ready to have a party, say h-ll mothaf-ckin’ yeah (h-ll yeah). standing six feet tall, weighing 160 pounds, coming live from bompton n-gga. make some mothaf-ckin’ noise for yg fo’ hunnid

[hook]
hands up, hands up
n-gga, i’m from bpt
what? (west side west side west side west side )
n-gga, ttp
what? (what block? what block? what block? what block?)
what? hol’ up 400, spruce street
(what y’all doin’? what y’all doin’? what y’all doin’? what y’all doin’?)
n-gga, k!ll off all beef
turn up, turn up, turn up

[verse 1]
i’m a westside get brackin’ in the back like what’s happnin’
that 40 glock snap like insta, ain’t no need for a caption
i got put on by four n-ggas, wasn’t need for no bandage
i did my stuff like a young n-gga, that’s how i’m s’posed to handle it
the homie threw a right, duck, hit him with the left, bop-bop!
two to the chin, bop! one to the chest
one to the ribs, the haymaker didn’t connect
dropped him but didn’t stomp him cause that’s disrespect
that’s how i got put on
tree top bompton, yeah i got put on, n-gga
it was hard in the hood
i was rappin’, my homies sellin’ hard in the hood
i know game from cedar block, dot from the west
that was my homie -static- that popped what’s his name in his chest
just got a call, the homies just got bust on
n-ggas gotta go, we can’t prolong

[verse 2]
i was in the county with lions, most of these rappers be lyin’
cause when i seen ’em, they be quiet, the definition of silence
that’s a princ-p-l of proof, the definition of logic
that this n-gga is a b-tch, every chance he get he’s dodgin’
i brought back this west coast sh-t
and this the mothaf-ckin’ thanks i get?
all the l1cks i split, from the houses i hit
they brought him more cases in jail but a n-gga ain’t snitch
that’s how it’s s’posed to go down
held it down, didn’t n0body else go down
give you a blind date, have my b-tch pick you up
then have one of my top members stick you up
i know nipsey from 6-0, c-hood from 10-4
tiny bone from 40 crip, that’s my kinfolk
my whole family tried to save me but it didn’t work
momma know i’ve been bangin’ lately, n-gga

- yg lyrics

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