Young Cellski - Livin in the bay lyrics

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*ckin 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 When the bank is on you got to beef strong livin up the ghetto Me and my n***as walkin around straight gasin Mug on mean funkin wit n***as all 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 start bangin So I'm lettin it be known I'm fadin n***as with the chrome-9 Me and my n***as walkin around with Macs and the 45 So how you wanna handle your biz ya b**h made mark Leave ya dead to the head in Ocean View Park Cuz when the bank is on n***as comin out the cuts Wit artillery in their hand ready start to buck Have them b**h made n***as tryin to make my day Cuz that's how it is when you're livin in the bay [Chorus] Comin up in the bay it's like a mothaf*ckin zoo The Bay Area ain't no joke Every n***a do whatever the f*ck 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 dyin 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 gasin in a Cut Freeze cla**ic come to find out it was them n***as that we was funkin wit Ain't gonna say no truce to set cuz I be startin 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*ckin time For all young n***as on the bang when they on the grind n***as walkin around packed packin nines and carryin Macs In they nuts or they draws pocket a crack sack Po's on the turf waitin for some sh** to go down n***as comin up short f*ckin 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 livin Where n***as always takin and they never givin So you better listen what I gotta say Cuz that's how it is when you're livin in the bay [Chorus] 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 livin But I can't blame a n***a cuz ain't nobody givin A mothaf*ckin thang so I bang for mine Even if it means robbin and k**in when you're on the grind Cuz a n***a gots to have some type of funds And n***as kicked out the house can't have no moms And a n***a gotta do anything I can Even if it means rushin every set wit 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 mane [Chorus]