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JR & PH7 & Chuuwee
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Just Like SAC
[Verse 1] Finally out the motherfucking S-A-C, in the 619 Repping Cali and probably rocking five on dime My niggas circling '86, meet me up from the five I took a amp-track down, we gon' party tonight Just another sunny day in California And Sacramento shit is bugging so I had to get away But little did I know is that I was destined to find That the city I retreated to was just like mine It all started on a Saturday night I was creaping the mic out in LA, hoes all on my hype Ab-Joe was at the telly staying in for the night And PCH and all the homies couldn't get no rise The promotion was whack, but it was packing sight I went first, ain't nobody was feeling my rhymes I was all by myself, them other niggas was hype I couldn't with to get to the crib and twist a blunt to get high
[Hook] Because LA, is just like Sac-Town I said LA, is just like Sac-Town One more time: LA, is just like Sac-Town I said LA, is just like Sac-Town
[Verse 2] I made my way, back down from LA To my nigga Bam's house where we ate and we drank Buck dank, spit game on the mic, get made That Cobain, cocaine, we accustomed to slanging We was in the lab two days straight When Tuesday came my nigga Bam played a joint from his tape We was tryna shoot a video and niggas was late And by the end of the evening, nigga nobody came It reminded me of home when he told me I was on People barely showing love and pretend to be along Like how when I was starting niggas didn't bump the song Now they playing old shit like they tryna play along This type of shit, it happens every day Sooner or later, I knew it had to come my way I got a big [???]deal that you try to escape Nowhere to run when it's all in your face
[Hook] Because Santiago, is just like Sac-Town I said Santiago, is just like Sac-Town One more time, Santiago, is just like Sac-Town Santiago, is just like Sac-Town
[Verse 3] Every ho is the same, every bitch is a trick Getting a woman is separated from all that shit Everywhere a nigga go somebody think he can spit And every nigga with a nine can flash and pitch Everybody wanna claim they different from everybody Everybody do the same shit different, thing about it Everything came from something So them niggas who be faking and fronting, you ain't made of nothing In Rino, Chico, and even in Bay Niggas be bored so the only thing they do is get blazed Bitches be hoard so the only thing they do is get laid Sipping niggas be mad, but all they know is be late All we know is get paid so we be running from the duckers If it's booty chasing, hit it, don't call it, my nigga fuck it Won't nothing ever stop me from catching my dream But only [???]blows a motherfucker [???]it seems
[Hook] Because Rino, is just like Sac-Town And Chico, is just like Sac-Town San Francisco, is just like Sac-Town Every hood in the world y'all, is just like Sac-Town
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