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yukmouth - welcome to the bay lyrics

[intro]
welcome to the bay

[verse 1: messy marv]
i’m still out here, my n-gga, you can’t tell?
still at the kitchen table cuttin’ down c0ke to sell
still grittin’, still conductin’ business through a beeper
with the block up under my sneakers (welcome to the bay)
i’m still in it, still rappin’, and still winnin’
still hit the dank spot, 300 i’m still spendin’
still rock the mock in linen
still up in the block, hop out and be like (welcome to the bay)
you young n-gga still in the beef
we write the hot sh-t and sell millions but we still in the streets
all the gangs still come from the west
i’m still sendin a b-tch and shoot sh-t, cuz (welcome to the bay)
that monkey still on my back, man, still gotta have it
still the sh-t and pee pee on you f-ggots, n-gga
we still under the sun
mess, dre, yuk and num, the takeover, my n-gga
(welcome to the bay)

[chorus: yukmouth]
yeah, put us back on the map, b-tch
we put crack on the map
dope fiends get slapped with a bat
b-tch n-ggas get capped with a gat
let them know where they at, yeah, yeah (welcome to the bay)
back to back benzes and ‘lacs
real macks pimp b-tches on tracks
real thugs get riches off crack
while the snitches get whacked
let the know where they at, cuz (welcome to the bay)

[verse 2: yukmouth]
yeah, the home of the crackola since operation stackola
i’ve been slappin’ cowards with the strapola
roll with the mob and get mashed over
you gotta buy your slabs of cola from me, soldier
(welcome to the bay)
the flower boys, the metro boys, n-gga
the richmond boys, the frisco boys, n-gga
sniffin’ boy, shippin’ boy
your clique and boys, come get employed (welcome to the bay)
ha, yeah, we ride old school trues and vogues
now, we ride 2002s on hoes
and the shoes is old, 22s and fo’s
all on a b-tch, we use and lose them hoes, trick
(welcome to the bay)
yeah, dippin’, yokin’, the strips of oakland
sippin’, smokin’, b-tches scopin’, wrist is glowin’
mouth platinum even when my sh-t was golden
yukmouth been the sh-t when flowin’
(welcome to the bay)
oakland stand up, wave the grams up
get the ki’s to atlanta and hook fam up
in the lamb’ truck, i’m the boss like tony danza
with the police scanner (welcome to the bay)

[verse 3: mac dre]
runnin’ from the blacks and whites, on hubcaps and whites
slangin’ sacks at night, down to blast on sight
the bay area, northern califas
ball cap, ace deuce, gold t–thes (welcome to the bay)
from fillmore, the o, in the v to the ccc
pimp n-ggas play b-tches like mp3
land of the naid, crimp and champagne
fat dank blunts fresh off the plane (welcome to the bay)
home of the bgf and k-mi
messy marv, mac dre, and the luniz
in vallejo, there’s hubbas for sale
young n-ggas slangin’ rocks out the lunch pail
(welcome to the bay)
the mail got me driftin’, yokin’ and dippin’ in a car from the ’60s
when i steer, boy, i’m gon’ yoke that
come out here, you might not go back
(welcome to the bay)

[verse 4: numskull]
i’ve been dope since felix, blew weed before 5 on it came
and gave the whole world to me
the payroll and regime is how the world should be
our make music n-ggas wish they could be
like num, like yuk, like marv, like dre, gettin’ loaded every day
the bay got an image that took years to earn
don’t come here to bullsh-t, come here to learn
you think n-ggas separated? come see the other
it’s three money-makin’ cities f-ckin’ with each other
i done did it with dre like we some bloods and crips
better know it, the bay is on some hustler sh-t
who pimp like the bay? i never seen a simp in the bay
all i know is gettin’ chips in the bay
this yuk, this marv, this dre, i’m num
representin’ the bay, n-gga, f-ck where you from
(welcome to the bay)

[outro]
welcome, welcome, welcome to the bay

- yukmouth lyrics

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