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[Refrain]
It's a brand nu' playa comin' to town
So turn the babies [?] in a [?], mayn
The message is clear, let's get down
It's a brand nu' playa comin' to town
[Verse 1] Baby Beesh:
Now it's about to be on, it's about to be on
Chicano like a motherfucker, chop in you dome
I'm curvin' off the Hennessey and I pull off that weed
I'm strikin' through this motherfucker loaded and keyed
Laced up tight, now what you know about - that?
I come in peace, but now the hammers' still cought back
Baby Beesh, can you like that tree?
When everybody wanna smoke with me?
[Verse 2] Jay Tee:
Now when I step up on the scene, you know I'm whipped and g'd up
Playa Jay Tee be gett'n ripped 'n keyed up
To turn you beat up, and let me find the hoe
Three cops, some indo', and grind some mo'
Then go to Liquor store, no need to ride foo'
'Couse we gon' parkin'-lot pimpin' till they slide trough
I'm in that light brown prown with the kicks to match
And be the first young hustla to bomb a batch
[Refrain] 2x
[Verse 3] Jay Tee:
Now I'ma sellin' game for whoever got some bread on he
And bomb that brogous, as long as she got some head on me
I'm sittin' fat on it, at all the time that I will pimp it
Lookin' just like my daddy, though without the limpin'
I would be simpin', but never meet a salamanasier
