Jr, PH7, Chuuwee - Just Like SAC lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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