N.E.W. Oakland

[Intro: Mistah F.A.B.]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Ayy, man, it's your boy Fabby Davis Jr. of the Mack Pack, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
And, uh, niggas be hatin' on the Town, mayne
So what I did was put together the bosses from they areas
So we can really show y'all how this shit go, mayne, look, uh

[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
I got North, got the East, got the West with me
So I suggest you niggas don't mess with me
Nigga, be cool 'cause you don't wanna squabble
'Cause we could do the fool, but you don't want a problem
Put that on somethin', I put that on fathers
Put that on somethin', I put that on mamas
Put that on somethin', I put that on grandcitas
You run up on me and get your man beat up

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]
Bushrod, Gaskill, 6-deuce, Goldenville
Nigga, it's trill, Pole boy, I'll tell you how it feel
High off purple or we thizzin' off a pill
You think we square? We polar bears
You doubt it if you want to, but it's soldiers here
Fabby Davis is the prince of the O
The freestyle king, man, and everybody know, and, uh
I is down with Thizz
Reppin' the Bay, but you know it's Town biz
My side been forgot about and that's what I'm hot about
Niggas, they be hating, but pimpin', that's what it's not about (What's it 'bout?)
It's about gettin' money, gettin' close to a mill'
So I got my niggas from the Ghost and the 'Ville
You already know, so don't ask what it do
Scraper full of rippers when you see us sliding through

[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
I got North, got the East, got the West with me
So I suggest you niggas don't mess with me
Nigga, be cool 'cause you don't wanna squabble
'Cause we could do the fool, but you don't want a problem
Put that on somethin', I put that on fathers
Put that on somethin', I put that on mamas
Put that on somethin', I put that on grandcitas
You run up on me and get your man beat up

[Verse 2: G-Stack]
We savvin' it, ain't never having it
You better run in the club when we grabbin' it
'Cause we Townin', my niggas stay clownin'
Thirty-six roundin', my niggas go down and
You gotta all know where I'm from like Robert D
Or like Felix Wayne or like Lil D
I'm from the V-I-double-L-A-G-E
You must be deaf and dumb if you ain't heard of me
G-Stack rise through your hood like yeast
Rolling through the North and the West, but I reps that East
When I'm throwing up my hood, they mistake it for peace
'Cause I'm two fingers spreaded 'cause I'm so O.G.
And I'm rarely in the club 'cause I'm so low-key
But I'm all through these streets like you don't know me
If wasn't for the hood, what would I be?
Another average motherfucker but I'll never be a sucka, uh

[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
I got North, got the East, got the West with me
So I suggest you niggas don't mess with me
Nigga, be cool 'cause you don't wanna squabble
'Cause we could do the fool, but you don't want a problem
Put that on somethin', I put that on fathers
Put that on somethin', I put that on mamas
Put that on somethin', I put that on grandcitas
You run up on me and get your man beat up

[Verse 3: Bavgate]
Niggas wanna eat what I eat (Uh-uh), wanna take my plate
But I'm Bavgate, the king of the Golden State (Nigga)
I'm a G like khakis and corduroy (You know what I'm sayin'?)
I'm a BMR boy, no doy (Yeah)
All black, pack toys, I ain't goofy, Leroy (Leroy)
Yeah, I sent the decoy to jack you boy (Uh-huh)
And you don't want beef, I'll spray your convoy
For tryna see B, I'll take you down, boy (You know what I'm sayin'?)
I'm from the West where Huey P. Newton from
Fast as the Autobahn, the feds think I'm Taliban
Four niggas snitched on me like a telethon, nigga (Shit)
Yeah, it's Bavgate, right here, back with the Tommy gun (Uh-huh)
And I'm accurate, homie, like a M1

[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
I got North, got the East, got the West with me
So I suggest you niggas don't mess with me
Nigga, be cool 'cause you don't wanna squabble
'Cause we could do the fool, but you don't want a problem
Put that on somethin', I put that on fathers
Put that on somethin', I put that on mamas
Put that on somethin', I put that on grandcitas
You run up on me and get your man beat up

[Outro: Mistah F.A.B.]
Yeah, y'all know, man
You see? There you have it
Town business at the fullest, mayne
North, East, West Oakland, mayne
Ya heard? Yadadabooboo?
E-A-Ski, ayy, big cousin, thank you for the beat, mayne
You know what I'm saying? Yeah, we fucks with it
Yee, yee