As a youngsta I've always been around some funk
I'm watchin n***as duck from buck shots of the pump
Bein around this sh** made a n***a violent at times
Servin D the dope was beatin em down if they don't sell mine
Cuz you know that's how the f**in game goes
n***as gettin beat with bats gettin stalked with steel
Toes a n***a was no older than thirteen or fourteen
When the bank was on I co*ked a gun from a dope fiend
Little six shot, 38 special
Cause when the bang is on you got to be strong livin up the ghetto
Me and my n***as walkin around straight ga**in'
Mug on mean funkin' wit n***as up in my cla**ic
Four deep is how n***as roll up in Frisco
And everywhere you go a n***a got to pack a pistol
The beef is back on but I don't really know the reason
Supposed to be a truce but n***as started bangin' season
So I'm letting it be known I'm fading n***as with the chrome-9
Me and my n***as walking around with Macs and the 45
So how you wanna handle your biz, you b**h-made mark?
Leave you dead to the head in Ocean View Park
Cause when the bang is on n***as coming out the cuts
Wit artillery in their hand ready to start to buck
Have them b**h-made n***as trying to make my day
Cuz that's how it is when you're livin in the Bay
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Comin up in the bay it's like a motherf**ing zoo
The Bay Area ain't no joke
Every n***a do whatever the f** he gotta do
The Bay Area ain't no joke
Boom boom boom was the sound that I heard
As I walked to the turf and took my hide cuz I was perved
Thinkin to myself I hope my n***as ain't hit
Cuz you know n***as dying young over stupid sh**
Ran to the turf to see what happened
Find out my n***as was cappin at some n***as that was ga**in in a
Caprice Cla**ic come to find out it was them n***as that we was funkin' with
Ain't gonna say no truce to set cuz I be starting sh**
But you know how the story goes livin in the Bay
V-Town, Oaktown, Richmond, and E.P.A
Frisco! words goin down all the f**ing time
For all young n***as on the bang when they on the grind
n***as walking around they packed, packin nines and carryin Macs
In they nuts or they drawers pocket, a crack sack
Po's on the turf waitin for some sh** to go down
n***as comin up short f**ing wit the fogtown
Cuz in Frisco you never can predict
Cuz in the town man the fog is just too thick
And n***as gettin smoked comin up short where I live
Another dead body washed up by the Bay Bridge, n***a
Cuz that's how it is where youngstas living
Where n***as always takin and they never giving
So you better listen to what I gotta say
Cuz that's how it is when you're livin in the Bay
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Livin day by day by the Bay it's the same thing
n***as smokin dank sellin D and gang bangin
Livin in the illy-ac-town of San Fran-psycho
Where n***as doin drive-bys on motorcycles
Got crooked a** n***as who jack for a living
But I can't blame a n***a cuz ain't nobody giving
A mothaf**ing thing so I bang for mine
Even if it means robbing and k**ing when you're on the grind
Because a n***a gots to have some type of funds
And n***as kicked out the house can't count on mom
And a n***a gotta do anything I can
Even if it means rushing every set with rocks in my hand
And that right there tells you that life's a b**h
A n***a got three strikes and they swung a pitch
And that's how n***as live day by day
Cuz that's how it is livin up in the bay, mayne