Let it go, let the good take hold
Im a brother from the west that was bless with a soul
Let me take u by the place
You probably dont know
We still live in cali, got a style cultural
We was, known for the 60's for panthers and hippies
Now we known for murders pimps and 360's
Side show high speed chases too
And a crack epidemic that'll turn you blue
And an AIDS epidemic that could end ya too
Its the ya baby bruba and i thought you knew
Oakland double ao the lao to the zay the zay to the skull a.k.a as the bay
Unique so to speak in a whole lot of ways
We hardly get the love cuz were close to L.A
We got our own slang but everybody took it
Now we goin dumb down the ave drivin crooked
Chorus
It the way in the bay
In the bay, in the bay
In the bay, in the bay
In the baaaaaayyyy
And little cutie cole from the northern pacific
Beach always cold so dont get the gang twisted
Thugs are possessed to the def pacin biscuits
Weed on my sleege and the tree is terrific
We got canibus clubs, phillipinos and blacks, latinos from all over the map
Chinese and vietnamese so dont get jacked
Simoens indians tongans tai's, its the bay hommie and we multiply
We never act shy when its time to rock
And we claim 2Pac as a source of pride (i say we claim 2Pac as a source of pride)
Let it go, let me bless the flow
My people here we go here we go here we here we here we yo
From the streets to the beach
Flat lands to peaks
To the freaks in the jeeps drivin bye beep beep
To the heat meet the seat
To the cops on the beat
To the rich
To the sweet
To the poor and the weak
To the youth and the priest
HB 3rd street telegraph to the ave
North to the to the dt
Its the way in the bay
(repete chorus) twice