[verse 1:]. You niggas square like a doorway. My fan base stretch from CA to Norway. I got it all cars hoes and I got change. Livin like a king same age as Lebron James. Breakin these hoes wasnt enough so I copped haze. You other guys just mad cuz you not paid. Who wanna rap? Believe I got word play. Ya Boy got more bars than a bird cage. And Im stapped like a seatbelt see. You want beef? I creep like TLC. Put a couple in they head make sure they sleep. Cuz most of these dudes hoes like females be. But I never get caught up in they bitch ways. For the quick pay believe I flip like a switchblade. Theres no hope for ya. When I put the scope on ya. Take ya lid off like a fuckin can opener. Gangsta gangsta Ya Boy so hood. Prince of the Bay cuz my flow so good. You a tough dude hangin on the yard with me. Got somethin on my waist Ray Charles could see. [chorus:]. Thats right this is my territory. Watch where you step or get shot while ya tourin. Aint no battle raps pull the strap on cats while they talkin. Yea boy you could be the next dead man walkin. [x2]. You can run up nigga test ya luck. Them hollow tips gun' mess you up. Vest on my chest keep a hammer by my nuts. Trust me boy I dont give a fuck. [x2]. [verse 2:]. All these labels know Imma blow like a landmine. Show the whole globe fa sho its SanFran time. They though we was all tye-die shirts. Got the wrong idea boy try my turf. I seen drugs get sold. Slugs get thrown. Still in the mix like coolaid in punch bowls. Im rich at all times I dont blow my cake. Boy ya money fluxuate like Oprah weight. Hold it straight. Its a fact while holdin pape. Nine times outta ten friends known to hate. So I roll alone Im a rollin stone. Somebody call the police Ya Boy stole the show. And Im not givin it back Imma hold it ransom. Gangsta raps grandson hoes say Im handsome. Yes yes its the prince of the fuckin Bay boy. Got my own website in the Escalade boy. [chorus:]. Thats right this is my territory. Watch where you step or get shot while ya tourin. Aint no battle raps pull the strap on cats while they talkin. Yea boy you could be the next dead man walkin. [x2]. You can run up nigga test ya luck. Them hollow tips gun' mess you up. Vest on my chest keep a hammer by my nuts. Trust me boy I dont give a fuck. [x2]