That Go

He just might go all the way

Goin goin, long gone

first, second, third, Home

Oakland, Athletic fit ballin

Four quarters, nine innings im as good as your last winner

Im grinnin, caught up in it doors open

ghost ridin dope smokin when u come to oakland

hold it down for the bay, yup its a rap

run up in the spot, can runnnin with tremendo slap

Move to the Town, dont do nothin like warren sapp

major blaps, discoverin on the map

we some pimps, grab a strap just like the cops

young gun, eets ts ts sts sts ts ts ts blow

open up shot, poppin my collar

cut throat people change for the mighty dollar

if you fakin now you never been real, coward

Goin 60, runnin red lights and

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I said lean wit it, rock, walk and pop lock

get low, go, nigga, go dumb dont stop

goin mayne dont let it

knock it out like boxin and no sweatin

King of the.. nah i aint gotta tell ya

proof is in the put in, stop buyin dreams, we could sell ya

matter of fact, dude built to last

hit fast like cash before your ass even touch the grass

haul, gas, 18 dumbalafa

hyphy mixed with crunk call it criphy juice in our trunk

ridin like there aint no tomorrow, blappin motor hot

Got em stuntin, shakin they dreads at the bus stop

talk to me rat, holla, man get at me

clean pimpin, let me suck and twist em grape in the fatty

Lean wit it, rock like the Franchise Boyz

No choir time, not listenin or makin noise

young gun full of huh playin with the toys

sukisa saki su, sum crazy boy

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That shit wet, then tell me no warnin

battery fully charged, all night from this mornin

one in the house and anotherfor the car

Repped Tiger Woods beat 30 points and the par

Put an egg your shoe baby, get far

Dime piece brizzle, oh for shizzle, cater to a star

They still call me, Chef-Boy-R with a platinum jar

Doin all-nighters, grinnin,grindin on a chicc

do it back wudz he went this nah that nigga went that way

Ba Ba Ba Ba Baayyy, man we do this eryday

Let that go, go somewhere wit all that

Take this shit from the tip-top to the way back

Raised in the Oakland City, I was born to mack

Pimp talk from my mouth, words on the track

I shoulda handled, bring my money back

Still shootin with cannon how u wanna act

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