.61 to the 9 the city of mine
Got motherfuckers running like at Santana High
So don't try using my name for your fame
Mad 'cause a youngster got a lock on the game
What a shame you ain't the gangster that you claim to be
If you're really balling why the fuck you want to hate on me.
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