Holla at Ya Boy Ya Boy

[Intro]
This is, this is, this is
Yeah, ayy

[Verse 1]
Bay area, stand up, hip-hop, you're lookin' at the future
Young wild nigga might mess around and shoot ya
Came in the game like came for the tutors
'Bout to rearrange things, I ain't the same as you losers
I done seen it all from guns this tall to
Bodies getting dumpe, niggas slumped on the wall
From crack in the sack and them cracks in the walls to
Hopping out spending fifty racks in the mall
Yeah, holla at ya boy, baby, I'm not like them
Twenty-two black coupe black rim, ice grin
Ice neck, ice wrist, looking for a nice bitch
Whip cost a hundred grand, the trip is priceless

[Chorus]
I got work everywhere, homie, tell me what you need
I got people down south that'll let it go for cheap
I got people up top with a plug on the biz
I got people in the bay, nigga, tell me what it is
You ain't gotta shop around, ho-holla at ya boy
Ho-holla at ya boy, ho-holla at ya boy
You ain't gotta shop around, ho-holla at ya boy
Ho-holla at ya boy, ho-holla at ya boy