Ain't Hard 2 Find

I'm fully automatic, full of static and shit (static and shit)

Movin' Dodge van, 50 rounds in the clip (rounds in the clip)

I'm ridin' shotgun with the tint in the back (tint in the back)

I'm plan to have a motherfuckin' 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, and weed (blow, speed), whatever yo' kind (whatever yo')

And if you need a motherfucker, I ain't hard to find (ain't hard to find)

Some may call me bootsy, but I call it timin' (timin', timin')

That's while I keeps on grindin' (that's right)

To the point where a nigga can't stop

Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch (a bitch)

Whether it's a nigga or a ho, a ho

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'

Preoccupied with my chips

And niggas call me a timer

I been ballin' since my adolescent years, steady climbin' (say what?)

Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'

Grind, grindin'

Bring 'em up every time

C-Bo, D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich, B-Legit

Down the steps, abandoned broken down apartment complex

Heavy metal weapons they carry, can't be scary

Playboy, what the fuck is a proof without the trauma plate?

Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for if you gon' hesitate?

Best shake and bake all them I-was-finst-to-ass niggas

Motherfuckers-didn't-think-I was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass niggas

Threaten your life, ain't like you love him

Bury your thoughts (check this out), take his head fuck him, have at him

I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga

I hear he tryin' to ride, double agent 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'

More than 20 stitches, you behave like them bitches (biatch)

Sideways to the next, heavy in the game

Check the resident, it's all the same (it's all the same)

Nigga, and we ain't hard to find

Hell nah, we ain't hard to find

The whole Clickalation fool (uh-uh)

(Motherfuckers), we ain't hard to find (right here, bitch)

Why them niggas actin' like they can't find us?

Like-, like they can't see us, and like we don't be at the same spots they be at?

(It's the same congregation), you know what I mean?

(Young Pac is back), nigga be lookin' all the way when he see you and shit

It's a celebration

Motherfuckers better understand this shit (guess who's back?)

Young 'Pac is back

Ay, D-Shot, nigga, can we get paid man? (Oh my goodness)

Can we just go there and sock this shit up, please? (We got C-Bo in this motherfucker)

(Hey, we smokin', and we ain't hard to find), drinkin' and shit

Fuckin' with some Hurricane and some Thug passion

A motherfucker's gonna get his marbles regardless, playboy (check this out)

You supposed to (believe in that shit)

Sideways to the next light, and to the next coast

Poppin' the mutherfuckin' most, you understand what I'm sayin'

Ay, money over bitches, nigga, M.O.B., M.O.B

Money over bitches, man