Do It B.I.

[Hook]
 Til the day that I die do it B.I.
 Since I was born I was taught to keep it P.I.
 I'm that nigga thugged out in the V.I.
 And I've been slangin major "D" since I was knee high [2x]
 [Verse 1]
 When you was break dancin and back spinnin on ya nolium
 My niggaz wrap a thousand grams with patrolium
 Jelly like like Belly, it ain't shit that you can tell me
 Once you trapped in the belly of the beast
 With niggaz waitin on the commissary
 Locked in solitary confinement, no more grindin, wifey pondin diamonds
 I'm a frontline soldier like a lineman
 Guns firin', sirens, that's all in my enviroment
 Gangstas, pimps, thugs, that's all in my enviroment
 Niggaz that's slung drugs with no thoughts of retirement
 Ballin, timin, grindin, that's all in my enviroment
 Expirement, when I blaze you up fuck the firemen
 Call the coroner, set up shop on the corner
 With rocks and marijauna, make it hot as a sauna
 It's just another day in Oakland, California
 I touch G's and never had a diploma, like that
 [Hook 2x]
 [Verse 2]
 When you was learnin how to boogaloo and pop lock
 I was baggin opium and bloons at the hop spot
 And slangin double ups to goons at the rock spot
 We got the block locked, and give a fuck if the cops watch
 This chop chop and turn ya car into a drop top
 Just like a chop shop, blak blak, make a cop drop
 Keep ya mouth shut, our neighbors don't talk to cops about us
 They know we'll come and shoot they fuckin house up
 Rock ya ounce up, with ya little arm and hammer
 I'm breakin pounds up, with jack knifes and sledge hammers
 Some of my niggaz in the feds locked up in the slammer
 Some of my niggaz got bread then headed for Atlanta
 My family put the murder game down like Alpo
 I hate my algebra class but still love to count dough
 Niggaz is breakin like turbo and o-zone
 I was pushin O's on the block until the dope gone
 [Hook 2x]
 [Verse 3]
 When you was spinnin techniques learnin DJ shit
 I was tryin to touch and hundred ki's like Freeway Rick
 I was rollin with a mossberg like DJ Quik
 Out here the Feds and the D.A. hit over he say shit
 The block hot like a heatwave hit
 But I'ma bubble on the low just like Freeway shit
 I'ma follow all the codes, never be a snitch
 Just concentrate on this "D" I whip and this "V" I flip
 I stay Fila'd down in mobsta suits
 If you talk to cops I shoot, let the choppa loose
 Rest in Peace to Tupac and Big Poppa too
 I never boogaloo like shaba do, I'm a mobsta, dude
 [Hook 2x]