[Chorus - Daz 2x All my won't you Crip with me All my bitches won't you Crip me If you ain't Crippin, you my Everybody won't you Crip me
Awwww! Emcees I Don't play no games, procrastinate Got my homeboy Slip, playin 'round with the Ready to slap a bitch, and off at the lip Whatchu somethin', get my gauge and pop somethin Quick to pull it out, clop somethin What the fuck all y'all niggas want to know about the Actin like y'all niggas ain't really knew my Nigga you see, we gangstas, and all Let it spark, get the niggas the dark and all See 'em all through the parkin lot a fuck homeboys 'cause we sparks it off I'm a R.A.W. dog from the D.P.G. And I'll be one and duchess emsee ya catch us in the cut and ya lookin like what Best it be Daz and that nigga Kurupt We got it all down 'cause you ain't hittin no mo' up, what the fuck, you ain't hittin no mo' The radical, dramatical assassin, my gat is To blast it, stretch like elastic Now you been a has been, out the game Ran smack dead into a train, And gettin busy an everyday thing Beach, Eastside insane, motherfucker
[Chorus - 2x
Ske-daddle, emcees, well these two ranest overlookin the plains, off a propane flame Stickin paraputic, poetical, we theraputic Emcees propurized, punished, and say I shoot, homeboy shooted You up against the grizzly, McKenzie I'm on a friend, nothin fun or friendly I'm to where your friends be, yea motherfucker You bust it in or off the head motherfucker You heard what I motherfucker Yea Kurupt, the fuck, kidnappin 'em duck
Niggas you don't make it over here Where it's all about your and the clothes you wear
I move out this at the age of sixteen Got my first at eighteen First thing I knew was gangstas Then don't ya know, moved by the Ya ever got quoted, well I did Quoted on by, ?, Embart, and In land we in homie it's all about stripes The fool a nigga settle down with kids and a wife a bitch homie, but I warned you homeboy You can't beat on 'em in California, they'll call the on ya Born in the philly Philadel When from Sheltoe and Dekes to and Canishel from rhymin on the block, to mini-macks and knots The macks, petas, mini-mags, and glocks,
- Daz] 2x
Oh yea, we are definately in effect about now Dogg gangstas and Dat Nigga Daz Pushin all them other suckers to the All the ran out on us Shit, we're soundin dope, we right and Dat Nigga Daz {*toilet flushes*} Took five to digest this shit So now you got it, be-atch!