P Fiction lyrics

[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Chorus: Big Hit]
I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I'm a gangsta (Gangsta)
I'm a Laker, I'm a Warrior, I'm a Pacer
I'm like a Piston with the pistols, heh
Stay on a mission with the missiles
I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I'm a gangsta (Gangsta)
I'm shot calling in this Chevy, out here caking
I'm like a Piston with the pistols, heh
Stay on a mission with the missiles

[Verse 1: The Game & Big Hit]
I'm a menace, I'm a thug, I'm a gangsta
I cut that house arrest sh*t straight up off my ankles
f*ck the feds for taking twenty from my uncle
And f*ck whoever thought 'cause he was dolo they could punk him
Always keep a .38 where you can't P it
Keep a couple Dracos, couple bricks, couple liters
n*ggas act hungry, I'ma fill up and feed 'em
Do 'em like a predator, gut him out and bleed 'em
My dad had a hеart, but he was heartless
Showеd me how to chip, a n*gga cordless
Taught me how to cook a n*gga carcass
And he gon' see the pound if he keep with all that barking
Keep a blower, Nintendo cartridge
Roll a n*gga body up in dope spot carpet
Take 'em up to 14 in a six-trey
And spread his ass around like he a mixtape
[Chorus: Big Hit]
I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I'm a gangsta (Gangsta)
I'm a Laker, I'm a Warrior, I'm a Pacer
I'm like a Piston with the pistols, heh
Stay on a mission with the missiles
I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I'm a gangsta (Gangsta)
I'm shot calling in this Chevy, out here caking
I'm like a Piston with the pistols, heh
Stay on a mission with the missiles

[Verse 2: The Game & Big Hit]
On Cedar, the West Coast mine, n*gga
I've been out here on a twenty year grind, n*gga
It ain't a weak bone in my spine, n*gga
Call my name, I show up every time
Same hood, same line (Woo)
If I bang your phone, you bang mine (Woo)
It ain't sh*t in this city I can't find
I don't know you, n*gga, so we gon' swap at the same time
I'm chunkin' up gang signs, we slide for the same slime
All I see is mamas droppin' to knees and babies cryin'
It's a thin line between love and death
When you on the grind, it's all about cause and effect
f*ck a sorry, f*ck a promise, sh*t be faulty, almost lost it
n*ggas hardly recognize how much this f*cked life be costin'
Life is cheap, five racks put you right to bleed
Got blood in this grave for half a ki', uh
It never snows in Southern California
f*ck around and we'll stank a n*gga
But Hit said be bool, so I planked the n*gga
He walked away with his life, he better thank a n*gga
And this pen ain't for no raps, I'll shank a n*gga
Carve 'em like my escape route, Shawshank a n*gga
So cut with all that acting 'fore I bank a n*gga
He ain't Leon, and I ain't no Franklin, n*gga
[Chorus: Big Hit]
I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I'm a gangsta (Gangsta)
I'm a Laker, I'm a Warrior, I'm a Pacer
I'm like a Piston with the pistols, heh
Stay on a mission with the missiles
I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I'm a gangsta (Gangsta)
I'm shot calling in this Chevy, out here caking
I'm like a Piston with the pistols, heh
Stay on a mission with the missiles, huh

[Outro: Big Hit]
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Game what's brackin'-brackin'?
You finally pulled up huh?
Bring it on in, blood
L-Gang, L-Gang, L-Gang
Bompton to Dena, n*gga
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Unstoppable, n*gga
B Team