Ain't Hard 2 Find

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 motherf**kers 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 motherf**kers 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 f**k you cowards be runnin'? Too scared to fight a G For the life of me, I cannot see, how motherf**kers picture Livin' life after a night of f**kin; around with me And if you don't like this rhyme, then bring your big bad a*s 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 motherf**kers 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 a*s, 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 motherf**kerin' 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 motherf**ker 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 a*s gots to go 'Cause a nigga steady plottin' I serves hit for hit, and motherf**kers 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 motherf**kers 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 f**k is the proof without the drama play? Nigga, what the f**k you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate? Best shake and bake although mine was first to ask niggaz motherf**kers 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 f**k 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