[00:02.82]Ahh mother****er!
[00:03.24][prince ital]
[00:03.57]Yeh
[00:05.22]Everywhere i go
[00:06.75]Nuff gunshot are firin out the ghetto area seen?
[00:10.44]I haffa watch my back
[00:14.37]Too much crack seen?
[00:17.73]Watch yourself cuz nuff home-icide a gwan in de area
[00:20.25][daz dillinger]
[00:20.82]I hear some mother****ers clockin major on the other side of town
[00:23.73]Strictly slidin for a proper come up to come around
[00:26.28]Called up the homies from way back, who dream of gettin paid
[00:29.40]Then finally get paid with the amount of 80 g's
[00:31.98]6:30 layin in cut, prepare to get ready
[00:34.47]Me and ty grew up, mother****ers tryna get our feddi
[00:36.87]Food stamps galore, kick in the door get on the floor
[00:39.63]Make sure my homies get away smooth with the dough
[00:42.09]A hardcore mother****er raised up not knowin
[00:44.82]Now my dream is just a dream we're sellin shit and hoein
[00:47.49]Moms can't tell me shit, i make the rules that i live by
[00:50.28]In and out the house, late at night, and plus i got high
[00:52.95]The homies influenced me to be the g of all g's
[00:55.62]Perfectedly innovated to all my homies
[00:57.96]Pull out the riviera, plus i kick up dust
[01:00.75]Pull out the brain, pull out the thang, nigga back and bust
[01:03.36]It's just some gangsta shit, goin down on the eastside
[01:06.27]Some mother****ers who died and tried to whoreide on mine
[01:08.61]Pull on the 7 carter with the homey flossy floss
[01:11.22]He's the homey from the beach who's known for takin off
[01:13.80]Pile up the bird then swerve, conversate on smoke and submerge
[01:16.83]Finger on the trigger, cons-templatin on a murder
[01:19.47]I mean, takin life for life, cause it's right
[01:22.08]Mother****er, mother****ers gotta do, to earn they stripes, straight merkin
[01:25.32]Chorus: repeat 2x
[01:28.23]It's some gangsta shit, that's going down
[01:37.23]Homicide, straight murder/homicide
[01:40.80]It's some gangsta shit, here in this town
[01:43.26]Straight murder/[blank]
[01:45.39][daz dillinger]
[01:45.75]Word on the street is that them dpg mother****ers shot they homeboy
[01:48.90]Now the only sound in the town is gunfire
[01:51.18]Going down i sport the crown i give it up on mother****ers
[01:53.91]When i roll through i thought you knew about them doggs in blue
[01:56.58]Now forty-five, mother****ers bought em by the spot
[01:59.10]I'm on alert i'm down to work every mother****er that i shot
[02:01.62]Mother****ers skied out quick, around the block who know we comin back
[02:04.80]Post up early on the attack
[02:06.63]Slowly but surely spot an enemy slippin out his domain
[02:09.60]Rode up on him and let him see the twelve gauge
[02:11.91]The homey ty banged him on gp because we stuffed him then we bagged him
[02:15.12]Cause he violated the rule of the streets
[02:17.37]Two redrums under my belt, it felt good bout to murder
[02:20.52]Haven't you ever heard of a murderer mother****er?
[02:23.10]Cause i'm, a straight gangsta, doin what i feel
[02:25.74]Niggas no need to tempt, for me to kill, straight blastin
[02:28.59]The enemy, can't see the hoes who try to get with me
[02:31.26]Understand where i'm comin from the d-p to the g-the-c
[02:33.84]The mother****ers who trip, mother****ers that dipped
[02:36.57]Niggas that conversate with the bloods or crip
[02:38.88]It's just a west coast thang, gangsta thang
[02:41.55]Niggas come around here but surely can't hang because-a
[02:44.70]We don't hang with no bustas and sho' nuff
[02:47.07]Don't hang with no fags and niggas down to blast, straight merkin
[03:00.84]Chorus
[03:01.11]Check it out
[03:06.03][kurupt the kingpin]
[03:10.74]I heard niggas kickin static makin noise
[03:13.20]Cold hearted wanna get it started with my boys
[03:15.84]Automatic toys to tangle with niggas for profit
[03:18.69]Got niggas on lockdown cause i lets the glock spit
[03:21.57]Soon as d-a-z hits me on my hip, talk about chips
[03:24.51]The game run heatin them clips, the gaze kicks
[03:27.21]Automatic tech nine spits, i gotta
[03:29.64]Roll with the pound that's the neighborhood of murder
[03:32.34]Am I the only mother****er ridin?
[03:34.32]Am I the only rider but i found a whole pound of niggas violent
[03:37.74]I got the big homey ty money worldwide
[03:40.05]From portland, oregon l.a. to the n.y.
[03:42.96]I'm bout to crash in your door, unload the double four
[03:45.90]Then stash it, then we blasted all we saw
[03:48.54]The fo'-fo', the fo' double sparkin
[03:50.94]The gang walkin up your hood like nuttin but trouble
[03:53.31]We straight gangsta shit
[03:54.15][prince ital]
[03:54.51]That's right
[03:54.72]We dat live by de knife will die by de knife
[03:57.18]You betta try save your life
[03:59.31]On your life dere might be a oversight
[04:01.65]Take my ad-vice and jump inna your ride
[04:04.35]Don't ar-gue with de death row pride
[04:07.35]Dpg gangstaz they nah make you try
[04:09.72]We got keep every stone you keep
[04:11.88]In your life, you betta don't feel strife
[04:15.03]We dat live by de knife will die by de knife
[04:18.42]You betta try save your life
[04:21.93]Oh lawd, oh lawd
[04:22.35]Homicide it's a homicide
[04:28.62]Oh lawd, oh lawd
[04:28.86]Murderah it's a murderah
[04:29.88]Oh lawd
[04:30.00][daz dillinger]
[04:32.28]We're in this mother****er
[04:33.87]Yo daz!
[04:34.41]Ohhh shit! *car crashes*
[04:39.96]Y'all niggas alright? man nigga let's get out this mother****er
[04:42.57]**** the cops comin nigga!

Ahh mother****er!
Yeh
Everywhere i go
Nuff gunshot are firin out the ghetto area seen?
I haffa watch my back
Too much crack seen?
Watch yourself cuz nuff home-icide a gwan in de area
I hear some mother****ers clockin major on the other side of town
Strictly slidin for a proper come up to come around
Called up the homies from way back, who dream of gettin paid
Then finally get paid with the amount of 80 g's
6:30 layin in cut, prepare to get ready
Me and ty grew up, mother****ers tryna get our feddi
Food stamps galore, kick in the door get on the floor
Make sure my homies get away smooth with the dough
A hardcore mother****er raised up not knowin
Now my dream is just a dream we're sellin shit and hoein
Moms can't tell me shit, i make the rules that i live by
In and out the house, late at night, and plus i got high
The homies influenced me to be the g of all g's
Perfectedly innovated to all my homies
Pull out the riviera, plus i kick up dust
Pull out the brain, pull out the thang, nigga back and bust
It's just some gangsta shit, goin down on the eastside
Some mother****ers who died and tried to whoreide on mine
Pull on the 7 carter with the homey flossy floss
He's the homey from the beach who's known for takin off
Pile up the bird then swerve, conversate on smoke and submerge
Finger on the trigger, cons-templatin on a murder
I mean, takin life for life, cause it's right
Mother****er, mother****ers gotta do, to earn they stripes, straight merkin
Chorus: repeat 2x
It's some gangsta shit, that's going down
Homicide, straight murder/homicide
It's some gangsta shit, here in this town
Straight murder/
Word on the street is that them dpg mother****ers shot they homeboy
Now the only sound in the town is gunfire
Going down i sport the crown i give it up on mother****ers
When i roll through i thought you knew about them doggs in blue
Now forty-five, mother****ers bought em by the spot
I'm on alert i'm down to work every mother****er that i shot
Mother****ers skied out quick, around the block who know we comin back
Post up early on the attack
Slowly but surely spot an enemy slippin out his domain
Rode up on him and let him see the twelve gauge
The homey ty banged him on gp because we stuffed him then we bagged him
Cause he violated the rule of the streets
Two redrums under my belt, it felt good bout to murder
Haven't you ever heard of a murderer mother****er?
Cause i'm, a straight gangsta, doin what i feel
Niggas no need to tempt, for me to kill, straight blastin
The enemy, can't see the hoes who try to get with me
Understand where i'm comin from the d-p to the g-the-c
The mother****ers who trip, mother****ers that dipped
Niggas that conversate with the bloods or crip
It's just a west coast thang, gangsta thang
Niggas come around here but surely can't hang because-a
We don't hang with no bustas and sho' nuff
Don't hang with no fags and niggas down to blast, straight merkin
Chorus
Check it out
I heard niggas kickin static makin noise
Cold hearted wanna get it started with my boys
Automatic toys to tangle with niggas for profit
Got niggas on lockdown cause i lets the glock spit
Soon as d-a-z hits me on my hip, talk about chips
The game run heatin them clips, the gaze kicks
Automatic tech nine spits, i gotta
Roll with the pound that's the neighborhood of murder
Am I the only mother****er ridin?
Am I the only rider but i found a whole pound of niggas violent
I got the big homey ty money worldwide
From portland, oregon l.a. to the n.y.
I'm bout to crash in your door, unload the double four
Then stash it, then we blasted all we saw
The fo'-fo', the fo' double sparkin
The gang walkin up your hood like nuttin but trouble
We straight gangsta shit
That's right
We dat live by de knife will die by de knife
You betta try save your life
On your life dere might be a oversight
Take my ad-vice and jump inna your ride
Don't ar-gue with de death row pride
Dpg gangstaz they nah make you try
We got keep every stone you keep
In your life, you betta don't feel strife
We dat live by de knife will die by de knife
You betta try save your life
Oh lawd, oh lawd
Homicide it's a homicide
Oh lawd, oh lawd
Murderah it's a murderah
Oh lawd
We're in this mother****er
Yo daz!
Ohhh shit! *car crashes*
Y'all niggas alright? man nigga let's get out this mother****er
**** the cops comin nigga!