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from the bay - the jacka lyrics

[verse 1]

the bay area, yeah boy that’s where i’m from
i remember ’85, that’s when the crack would come
a lot of n-ggas got rich, but most these n-ggas got stung
with years under they built, tryna feel what it felt
to be the nig, watch the ice that don’t melt;
’86 through ’88 the game got bigger, we done hit the block
swatting baby ninjas on our way to school
park my sh-t around the corner so fly so cool
young n-ggas, brooklyn breed emcees, the bay breed drug dealers
you got a youngster that flows, i got a young n-gga
that push c0ke plus he got hoes, stay on the road
he can’t understand life but grab the mic and make the track explode…

[hook]

and you know i’m from the bay
mothaf-ckin a-r-e-a
yahmean
no other place i’d rather be…

and you know i tried to flee
to another mothaf-ckin scene
yahmean
it wasn’t thug enough for me…

[verse 2]

on my way to the port to drop my n-gga cormega
on too $hort birthday plus all the figaz together
the boys put us on the weight to hustle out up in the weather
yup, ’85 turned out, hit the corner here
then hit me on my burn-out, when you n-ggas gon learn bout
the mothaf-ckin bay, it’s superthug where i stay
from frisco, north richmond to o-a-k
central, south richmond and epa
pittsburg got the c0ke for a price you must pay
yeah boy, believe what they say
ain’t nothing scarier than the bay, high-speeds every day
adolescents tuck weapons, n-ggas bleed every day
you got to have heart just to visit where i stay
and i been everywhere, ain’t nothing thugger than me
yo, we live the sh-t that you see on tv
word…

(hook)

[verse 3]

f-ck ’em, one time, like hitters on the payroll
hits on the streets, the radio don’t never play so
don’t n0body know who the real n-ggas is
i dedicate this rap to the mothaf-ckin figz
3x krazy askari-x, the cl!ck
messcalene, jt the bigga figga
tha gamblaz, them my n-ggas, the young d boyz
mac mall, neva legal, sick insane, lil ric
mr. brave, the hoodfellaz, sincydal
san quinn, mac dre, willie hen, too $hort
fatha dom, lil bruce, mac shawn, rbl
11/5, guce, sandman and p-o-d-e
can’t forget g-o-v, and seagram rest in peace
and rappin’ ron rest in peace too, i got my ear
to the streets too, this for the yay, and they never could
defeat you; the ghetto starz, big block and richie rich
2pac and 5150 was the sh-t
so was digital underground and souls of mischief, spice-1
poohman, dangerous dame, and young cellski
c-bo, yukmouth and nutty-b, you out-of-towners
study me, want me to show you how you should be
you n-ggas thugs now but we been that
and i’m the proof cause now it’s back where it begin at…

(hook)

- the jacka lyrics

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