They say, influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'   Where I can pile up my chips and niggaz call me a timer   I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'   Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'      I heard a rumor I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized   Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama cried   But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted   Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin'      Although I'm worldwide, baby, I ain't hard 2 find   Why I spend most of my time on California crime   Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin'   Puttin' a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason      See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded   You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment   I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead   Why the fuck you cowards be runnin'? Too scared to fight a G      For the life of me, I cannot see, how motherfuckers picture   Livin' life after a night of fuckin; around with me   And if you don't like this rhyme, then bring your big bad ass   To California 'cause we ain't hard to find      Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'   Where I can pile up my chips and niggaz call me a timer   I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'   Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'      I got my locs on hard hat goin' to war   Breakin' them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lights   Watch 'em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers   And get to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws      Rich, Tupac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips   With enough shit to raise your block in one dip   We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt   And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick      I'm fully automatic full of static and shit   Movin' Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip   I'm ridin' shot gun with the tint in the back   I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin' mint in this rap      I'm from the V A L L E J O   Where sellin' narcotics is all I know   I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind   And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find      Some may call me Bootsy but I call it timin'   That's while I keeps on grindin'   To the point where a nigga can't stop   Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch      Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe   Get in my way then that ass gots to go   'Cause a nigga steady plottin'   I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin'      Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'   Where I can pile up my chips and niggaz call me a timer   I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'   Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'      Down the steps, abandoned broken down apartment complex   Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary   Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play?   Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate?      Best shake and bake although mine was first to ask niggaz   motherfuckers didn't think I wasn't going do somethin', ask niggaz   Threaten your life, ain't like you love him   Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him      Check this out, I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga   I hear he tryin' to ride, double edgin' for the other side   But now, my glock be so judgmental   Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental      Nigga, if your gum bleedin' and you needin'   Mo' than twenty stitches, you behaved like dem bitches   Sideways to the race, heavy in the game   Check the resident it's all the same