My nigga Daz, the funkiest nigga to make beats Nobody see's him, East to West coast (No disrespect) Say what? (Say What, Say What?) Motherfucker too much, too much, too much (I heard somebody bit our shit cuz!) Where we from?
I heard of a lot of dope ass rappers and I'm down with 'em In deed we all smoke weed and clowned with 'em Hung around with 'em, one man, with my gun in hand There's only one land, niggas down with me I can count on one hand (Dogg Pound) The carma get dumb-a, the double barrel pump-a heat bump- a And I been rocking mic's since funky drum-a These adventures reak havoc, Speak lavish lifesyle but crack your clavicle for the cabbage Ryhme savage, introduction to death Muder MC's till ain't shit left In a sector, why must MC's flip Like gymnastics, just to get they ho ass whiped Claiming they classic, but you don't set no classic examples With your fucked up beats, and your fucked up samples Ya last verbal war, you won't survive no more I turned the channel, cuz nigga you ain't live no more I use to follow, but now you's a legend like sleepy hollow I shoot to kill on horse, peel your cap, swollow There's no tommorrow, nigga, it all ends I been rocking a mic nigga since hip-hop began I'm the man, now what is this that I'm told to be red on the spot Dissed by a nigga I admire (sucka) Oh shit, hell no this can't be Who's this on the radio dissing me D-O- double G, P-O-U-N-D, shit scorcher Doing a video for a song that got blew outta porportion I found he's the deadliest force in the world Where it's all about glamour, fame, and fortune As we blast and creep, so fuck you Your homeboys and any fools trying to compete We the elite, Dat Nigga Daz is back and he's blasting And anytime we meet face to face we mashing (ha-ha)
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So gimmie, the heat to the motherfucking Jimmies Hit slimmies, like 3's and I be's penny Raw, like fifteen separate sawed-offs To you chest, leathal techs, and pissed to get complex If I had a million dollars, then I'd be rich If your ho was on deck then I'd fuck yo bitch It's Gotti in the cut with the Don, Coleone And Dillinger, with the hollow tip chromes (Yeah) Catch you in traffic, leave you all flabbergasted Stalking you all, all walking caskets Hit the spot where the smoke is sold Low and behold, the tightest composition composed Can you catch it, I threw my thoughts like a quarterback So when they in the realm wit I mangle, murder, and slaughter at React, actions speak louder than words But ain't nothing more potent than vision I seen out in through the visions, erupting I'm spontaneous rapping, busting your melon Then escape a lyrical felon Accelling in and out like, as if I'm smoking the bomb (boom) And hit 3's as my D's shine And keep it gangsta
In a matter of time, pullin out my pistols and bombs Me and diggy gettin wiggy wet out of our minds (hey!) In a couple of days, switch it up a couple of ways In a matter of time, findin out so this world could be mine
I'ma crack the bolt, snatch all the money and coke I'm goin for broke pistols, poppin off from the doe I'm launchin 'em all, missiles in the swarm of the war Storm, now everybody on the motherfuckin floor In five seconds, 'bout to leave, five reasons why High on sky, 'bout to blast everythin inside
*I think I'm good at love my life, C-Walkin cha cha cha To the bang bang boogie, ha ha! (ha ha ha!)
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Nigga we smokin on some bomb bomb, rollin wit my lights off Not givin a fuck nigga, Daz and Kurupt nigga Pistols in my right palm, just in case the war's on (yeah!) Over through the war zone, with calicos and the chrome
What you forgot about the chucks, the khaks, the t-shirts The glocks, the dope spots, the curb, the herb Swangin, gang-bangin, O.G.'s, double fo's, six fo's Bitches and hoes, methodone, head up, scramble Ridin by high, wit the heaters bout to heat the sky I'm about to drop the bomb, nigga load the clip (The motherfuckin G's back up in this bitch)
Yeah, yeah you know I was strolling down the street the other day you know and I ran into this lady I'm like "what's up mommy, hey what's up baby, what's cracking baby what's going on with you girl". You know she tried to act all funny ain't wanna speak to a nigga, I'm like "Ya bitch! Shit, fucking bitch!". It ain't like you ain't never sucked dick before ya bitch. Ya stupid ho, you bitch, you hoe...
Calm and collected, I'm in a zone of my own Clouded clips of chrome, sunny californ- The home of jack artist, thick thighs and Myties Major high, suicide, drive-byes and crime Homicides, gang banging, the bangers bang See out here in baby we into our own thang Time to head up to Venice, kick it on the beach Ladies all the thick, the bomb, soft as a peach It's me and Daz, dogs off the leash Who all the ho's want to cling on to and suck dry like a leach Daz and Kurupt coming out the cut We just don't give a fuck and just wanna fuck And all we wanna do is bust a nut Come see me ho, ya bitch, ya slut And the bitch had the nerve to ask me for a motherfucking autograph I'm like you goofy bitch!
*If you want some play from me tonight You got to treat me baby Treat me like a lady
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So I'm a stand at an angle She was thick like a mango If I fucked her in bed, the bitch was hard to tangle I ain't no Casanova I ride a cruiser and a nova But I'm young for my age I'm on a whole different page I fuck bitches old as my age I need a bitch with class, I need a bitch that's paid Wine and dine at a Toro's, Me and my amigos Drinking margarita's with a couple of ho's You want a soft cut nigga, do what I say type of man That's some shit I don't get with, some shit I don't understand Later on 'til the break of dawn, busting the thongs Till the twats gone all you heard was moans Ass, hips, and lips over a hard ass dick Make a good combination when I'm nutting and shit She said you know I don't suck dick but I... (Oh you lying bitch. You ate lil' Mo's dick last week)
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I treat 'em how they act, knock 'em how they want it Some of you fools just ain't up on it Conversation waste time, I'm straight to the topic Let me see them thongs baby, I want to see them drop it With baby bearing hips the baby sticks right out Soon as they touch the floor I pull my dick right out Daz you ever see this bitch before (Naw) Well she's about to blow your socks off, she's about to knock on the door
Well I rather get an ugly bitch then a fine bitch 'Cause an ugly bitch don't want ya but a fine bitch want all ya shit Lil' bitch, fat bitch, small dick, big dick Love the way you switch shit she love that shit She say Daz, "I love ya 'cause ya fucking me" But in my mind bitch ya really nothing to me Her ass so plumy, I treat her like a puppy (And make that bitch pop that monkey)
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I'm gonna treat you like a lady and give you FIVE dollars. You only live down the street, you can even walk. Come on I'll even walk with you come on, I'll even walk with you
*All my niggaz won't you dip with me All my bitches won't you dip with me Everybody won't you dip with me All my bitches won't you dip with me All my niggaz won't you dip with me All my bitches won't you dip with me Everybody won't you dip with me All my bitches won't you dip with meeeee
(aaagghh-ugh) MCs i assassinate Don't play no games Don't procrastonate Got my homeboy slip Playing rubber with tha clip Ready to slap a bitch and Poppin off at the lip What you want somethin Get my gauge and pop somethin Quick to pull out Pop and i pop somethin What tha fuck all yall niggaz Wanna know about tha gang Actin like yall niggaz ain't really knew our name Nigga you see we gangstaz Hearts 'n all Let us spark Gettin niggaz through tha dark 'n all See 'em all runnin through tha park 'n all Give a fuck homeboy coz we sparks it off I'm a raw dogg assassin from tha DPG And i be one of tha freshest and dopest MC When you catch us in tha cut And you lookin like what Best believe it be Daz and that nigga kurupt We got it all locked down Coz you ain't hittin no more Washed up what tha fuck You ain't eatin no more The radical traumatical assassin Got his ass kicked The motherfuckin bastard stretched like elastic Now you bein' a hazard Two gats tha game Ran slap dead into a train motherfucker And gettin bitches like an everyday thang D O double G P O U N D it's tha gang
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Skedaddle MCs on these terrains Terrorist pterodactyl overlooking tha plains Off of propane flames Stickin niggaz Perapeutic poetical and therapeutic MCs pulverised punished and executed Don't say i shoot Homeboy shoot it Y'up against a grizzly Cuz McKenzie I'm on a frenzy Ain't nothin fun and friendly I'm headin to where you're friends be Yeah motherfucker Ya wanna bust it in off ya head motherfucker Ya heard what i said motherfucker Yeah Kurupt what tha fuck Kidnap and abduct (check it out) Niggaz like you don't make it over hear Where it's all about your heart and tha clothes you wear I moved out this bitch at tha age of 16 Got my first M16 at 18 First thing i knew was 11-8 gangstaz And don't you know 'bout tha 6-0's Y'ever got quoted? Well i did nigga put it on bark and heart foam In this land we in homie it's all about stripes That fool thinkin a nigga settle down With kids and a wife Fuck a bitch homie My homeboy I warn you You can't be goin on to California They'll call tha cops on ya Born in tha illy philly philadel' (shh) Went from shell toe and deeps To heat and canded shell Went from rhyming on tha block To mini-macs and nots To max tha tops mini-mac 11s and glocks Motherfuck wit me
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Ha ha ha ha Dip with me into a world full of gang bang and dope sales Where niggaz get they cap pushed back To tha fact common as a cold Anyone contesting will catch the grand reprisal Murder No mercy No remorse Anybody killa All day everyday without delay Red or blue It don't matter When tha hot blood splatter People see more For you filled with gray matter Brainwaves everyway We murder and end things And recognise that we come again and again and again Energize in tha spot like a duracell bunny Hop to this Hear me now Continue to ride Ha ha ha ha ha ha How you say ride Ride with us indeed Or get murdered (Dip Wit Me)
