Lyrics

One, two... yo
These **** don't get it man
Aight, they gon' get it
I ain't never been no lying ass ****
I keep my shit quiet, I ain't tryna brag with you
See, back in high school, we had the flyest class pictures
See, back in high school, you was some biting ass ****
I was cool with the thugs, I was cool with the bitches
You ran from the thugs, you was cool with some bitches
I guess it all means me and you have a difference
I'm a shark in the water, you just food to the fishes
Cruel and I'm vicious, you look suspicious
The type of **** winking at you dudes blowing kisses
Go against the squad, you ain't using your senses
I murder you on tape and let the news be the witness
Don't wanna hear about your tools in the kitchen
Or how you flip weight, you go to school, study business
What is this? I don't get this
And neither does the general consensus
We sticking up your business, my **** finna win this
The only thing you get is more minutes on the benches
Pac Div in case you **** just missed us
Holla back if you fucks with us, it's just
Pac Divy, and that's if we
Allow you to address, you bowing to the best
Lay challengers to rest, hope your calendars are set
We making all this noise before the albums even pressed
And **** wait 'til now to be impressed
In '06 we were sounding this fresh
So leave the crown where it's kept
Bitch **** get a gown and barrettes
Rich **** get a pound and respect
Snitch **** get the sound of a Tec
West Coast in the house ****, yup!
Best believe we out finna rep
Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
What it is one time, Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
No, no, no
No need for the intro
Me and my kin folk
Lead a stampede of MC's here on this coast
So let's Sheppard the herd, professor with words
Stay fresh off some herb, no extra preserves
And if you motherfuckas can't catch up then merge
King, none less is deserved
Game's wide open cause my game's like potion
Keep your girl posing in a K-9 motion
I feel like the spokesmen for raw ****
Y'all **** still shooting nothin' but bricks, give up the ball ****
It's strict diet of fast food and hard liquor
What you thought, fool? Cash rules my ****
Why should I care what these lame **** wear
When I tear their weak raps like cheap underwear
With the eye of a tiger and the teeth of a bear
I guess it's time for some fire, bring the heat up in here
Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
What it is one time, Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
I got an 8th of that OG **** now I'm set
Shuffle the cards, take jokers out the deck
Come bogus out the neck, **** going at ya chest
You think you in the zone 'til we go into that press
Ain't no runnin to the refs, nothing can save you
Your mom shoulda told you not to borrow from neighbors
'09 a new year so we targeting paper
Drop Grown Kids, set it off with the Major
The floatation, drown **** don't save him
The real **** know the real, don't nobody praise him
If I did bust a shot it can only graze him
And they gon' scream foul, **** probably call flagrant
Probably call Palin, probably call McCain
Its BeYoung, Shaun shorty, **** all the same
Special delivery, ya coffin came
But never mind, shit, I'm off it mane
What it is, one time, Pac Div
What it is, one time, Pac Div
What it is, one time, Pac Div
What it is, one time, Pac Div
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
What it is, one time, Pac Div!
Written by: BeYoung, Like, Mibbs
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