[DJ Paul - repeat 8X]
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Fuck what you, who gives a fuck what you bitches say
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[Lil' Wyte]
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I'm putting this one down for tha Bay you can bet bitch
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Commin to tha Bay, round my way I'm a vet bitch
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Launchin lightning by tha pound
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Call me mister coke and crown
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In the town I'm found we got tha sound to make them haters frown
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Break it down
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Now B is beating niggas about
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Y is yours now figga it out
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Constantly questioning all tha bickerin ghetto fab is what I'm bout
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Got me commin up on hustling
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Pen pad I have to preach
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Fuck what you say if you disagree me run in tha streets
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I'm always commin wit sum mo'
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Probly fuckin on yo hoe
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If you car got took I'm tha one who threw tha brick through tha window
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Repercussions, guts are gushin head gets busted for practically nuttin
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Consequences they fold up, its splatter close will be discussed
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And Frayser's where my roots were sold and so that's where I call my home
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If it wasn't for tha Bay, tha rap game I would not belong
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Hear this song man who gives a FUCK what you bitches say
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Don't get wrong, when you get got just blame it on da Bay
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[Hook]
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If your hoe get fuck (You can blame it on da Bay)
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If your car get took (You can blame it on da Bay)
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If your boys get shot (You can blame it on da Bay)
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Someone run up in your spot (You can blame it on da Bay)
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If your clique get hit (You can blame it on da Bay)
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Robbed blind fo sum shit (You can blame it on da Bay)
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Beat down in these streets (You can blame it on da Bay)
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Get jacked fo sum green (You can blame it on da Bay)
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[Verse 2]
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Blame it on da Bay is what they all say when something happens round they way
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Either they too scared or too wrong to bring to our face
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Add it up - took his hoe, stole his car, and shot his bro
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By now someone like me should be dead but ya know
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I'm tha one superstar out tha hood, its all good
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Cause tha hood that I plug is tha Bay understood?
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Rock 'em, sock 'em leave 'em for dead but keep up in yo sight
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Tightly lock up 'em off in tha dungeon wit out a crack of light
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Frayser B-O-U-N-D must be all up inside of me
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M-E-M-P-H-I-S crunkest city in Tennessee
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Blame it on da Bay if there's a glitch up in your atmosphere
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Hear tha sound of money being made and its so crystal clear
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Haters watch tha street strapped wit heat that I'm feelin fine
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Gradually I peak over tha steep hills that I have climbed
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And when I get finished with this path that I'm bout to pave
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Please know that I wouldn't be shit wit out tha fuckin Bay
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[Hook]
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[DJ Paul - repeat 8X]
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Fuck what you, who gives a fuck what you bitches say
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Blame It On Da Bay
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Lil' Wyte |