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INTRO:(*mobster talking*)

ONE:(DAT NIGGA DAZ)

Vision 88 kilos of cocaine in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to
Run an business,racketeerin
Smugglin,doin things from handin a gun,is they fearin
Bodyguards and like some Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the on my dick
Different locations,spots where it place
If you show my money,your ass is gettin f-laid
There's four major games that run the of G's
The violators,the and the Corleones and me
The violators and Gambinos they run
Me and my cousin Corleone we run
Murder's an everyday in the city
Where you gotta chips,jag robberies and do in its
Tanadian Nay,the charge of the
Hit from verandahs and do a thing
So we plan a with an Uzi and 10 shot
Buck em till all drop,circle round the block
Let em have it as soon as they out
on their ass,commence to takin them out!

INTERLUDE:(DAZ talking)
Throughout the streets of Long
The streets was infected drugs,dope pealers and addicts
have taken over 75% of our town as the young
youth behaviour is outrageous with
They feel no whatsoever, as the law enforcements
have tried to the trafficking of drugs
from coming our country, but they can't
The murders increased more than 95% and the drug amount
of which they make is more than 700 million
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax

TWO:(TRAY DEE)
I had no choice or for time for puttin it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come from my
I been around the Jumpstreet makin it pop
crook keepin hook,nigga,shakin the spot
Had to be a not to get ran out
for help,you help yourself cos there's no handout
Since the Long Beach is only G's and hos
You hold on ya but them fiendish foes
Trust,bust,be and I ain't ya curse
Cos the that I dared to (?agank?) the first
Think I might be deceased 'fore I my calling
As long as I'm haulin my heat I'm
I bring it to ya hard from the of life
Where niggas get to grief for strikes
Don't speak on the creep,mo' is listenin
And war story glory ain't the riskin
Real niggas still get a mob respect
If you ya set,till ya bite the deck
Who I be?I'm the Dee,nigga check the
Under G you will see not to sweat my
I'm em out!

INTERLUDE:(Corleone talking more)

THREE:(SNOOP DOGG)
I through blastin,me as a Downtown Assassin
Mashin,may they in peace in they caskets
Shoot em down in of Hassans
Should've from the gate,who's the baddest?
In my zone,Don Corleone
For the of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him kill again and
the U-S-C,I shift ki's,a 120 plane rides
Multiplied by G's,87.3 million in a matter
Big business and big is all that I want
I up to celebrate,new empire to make
Toast till we all die,till we and break
From knives to guns,from the rich to the
We ran outta dope,I don't so son
While I be gunned by a from the enemy park
From daylight to reach dark and all the clucks
when I pick em off like darts
Stab em in they
Make an example,what I said,ya end up
Spayed the wall with graffiti like for all my lost Doggs
Never reach until I see the sky till I die
All I ever is to be left alone
Me myself,me my dope,me and my
Got paid by cops and judges,I when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin for drugs

OUTRO:(Corleone it off)