Ain't Hard 2 Find

I'm fully automatic full of static and shit
Where I can pile up my chips and niggaz call me a timer
Breakin' them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lights
Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'

Where I can pile up my chips and niggaz call me a timer

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
motherfuckers didn't think I wasn't going do somethin', ask niggaz
Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin'
And if you don't like this rhyme, then bring your big bad ass
I heard a rumor I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized

Puttin' a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason
I hear he tryin' to ride, double edgin' for the other side

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Threaten your life, ain't like you love him
Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental
That's while I keeps on grindin'
Nigga, if your gum bleedin' and you needin'
Some may call me Bootsy but I call it timin'

Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate?

I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin'

Check this out, I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga
I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead
But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'
I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind
Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'
Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe
Although I'm worldwide, baby, I ain't hard 2 find
Where sellin' narcotics is all I know
Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin'
Watch 'em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers
Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch
I'm from the V A L L E J O
Best shake and bake although mine was first to ask niggaz
Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama cried
You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
Movin' Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip
But now, my glock be so judgmental

And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find
'Cause a nigga steady plottin'
Livin' life after a night of fuckin; around with me
I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'
To California 'cause we ain't hard to find
I'm ridin' shot gun with the tint in the back
For the life of me, I cannot see, how motherfuckers picture
And get to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Why I spend most of my time on California crime
Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary
Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him
And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick
Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
I got my locs on hard hat goin' to war

Why the fuck you cowards be runnin'? Too scared to fight a G
I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'
Sideways to the race, heavy in the game
I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin' mint in this rap

Down the steps, abandoned broken down apartment complex
To the point where a nigga can't stop
Mo' than twenty stitches, you behaved like dem bitches
Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play?

See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded
We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt
Get in my way then that ass gots to go
Rich, Tupac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips