Rayven Justice

Rayven Justice - Live and Die in the Bay lyrics

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Ft. Show Banga, J Stalin & Kool John


When I got to Oakland, that's when I learned the game

And I just saw it, I saw it livin' in Oakland, I saw it thrivin' in Oakland

And that's, that was never in no other city I lived in

So I give all my love for Oakland, if I'mma claim somewhere

I'mma claim Oakland, Oakland got all the playas

They got Section 8, they got Richie Rich

They got The Governor, they got 2Short

They got E-40, they got Tha Clique

The Bay Area's movin' sum', nahwimsayn?

Don't get it twisted, it's like they got

They whole new evolution of music that's comin' out

Niggas that's rappin' from their heart

They not takin' any other's style

They just do it!


To live and die in the Bay (it's the place to be)

You gotta be here to know it (everybody on the scene)

To live and die in the Bay

To live and die in the Bay


To live and die in the Bay, niggas gonna try to make a way

Every place I've been, it ain't shit like where I stay

Cuz Oakland is where I'm from, first place to go stupid, go dumb

Oh, mamas, if ya didn't know, it's the same place uncle 2Short from

Anybody wanna sound just like this

Everybody wanna just talk like this

Everybody wanna just dance like this

That's why all say...


(Verse 2)

Uh, to lay it down, let's go

If only you'd really know, like all the game that I can

Infamous place right here, that's no lie, I swear

Ask Philmore Slip, uh, he'll tell you it's real

I sold 200 issues of my ________(?)

I can neva be a hater, I dunno how it feel

I'm the man of my city, I'm expanding fo' real

It's the pain with the mob, it's the ____(?) how I live

_______(?) with the blow right before he got killed

I'm the man, finna do it, I done signed me a deal

_______(?) you just tell 'im to chill


(Verse 3)

Hella bad bitches on my ride, tho

All I'm sayn, don't frisk on me

Keep it poppin', that's Chris go

Fresh outta jail, that's why I'mma go

Back to the turf, like I neva left

Back to the kitchen, bitch, I've been a chef

I been all around the world, ain't nothin' like the west

Norse feel real niggas comin' out the ricks

My Valleo niggas ain't neva been a bitch

Berkeley niggas been gettin' chips

And city niggas been havin' bricks

My APA niggas been with the shit


(Verse 4)

I say I left from the Bay but I'mma die in the rich

_____(?) nigga, I'mma die with a zip

I'mma die with some money, need my daughter a wheel

&*() niggas hard to kill

Lovin' this independent grind, fuck a record deal

Man, 'em cookies and that swerve made me hecka still

Pop a bottle, take a sip and let the rest spill

I'm chargin' for my services, tryna stack up a mill

I keep my hoes in line, like a fire drill

And every time I get payed I hear the chronic wheel

And the bitches got it and I gotta have it

You can me in the riches, I'mma die to ride 'em


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