INTRO:(*mobster talking*)
VERSE ONE:(DAT DAZ) Vision 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your The street of that is what you dream to make Run an business,racketeerin Smugglin,doin things handin a gun,is what they fearin Bodyguards and hitmen some Al Capone shit artillery got the cops on my dick Different locations,spots it takes place If you show them my money,your ass is f-laid There's four major games run the city of G's The violators,the and the Corleones and me The violators and they run uptown Me and my cousin we run downtown Murder's an everyday thang in the you gotta plot chips,jag robberies and do in its Tanadian Nay,the charge of the Hit from verandahs and do a thing So we plan a plot with an Uzi and 10 Buck em till all drop,circle round the block Let em have it as soon as they out Unload on their ass,commence to them out!
INTERLUDE:(DAZ talking) Throughout the streets of Beach The streets was infected with drugs,dope and addicts Gangs have taken over 75% of our as the young youth behaviour is outrageous with They feel no whatsoever, as the law enforcements have tried to stop the trafficking of from coming our country, but they can't The murders have increased more than 95% and the amount of which they make is more 700 million dollars Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict of tax evasion
TWO:(TRAY DEE) I had no choice or remorse for time for it down Niggas know the is stupid if they come from my town I been around since the makin it pop Young crook hook,nigga,shakin the spot Had to be a not to get ran out Look for help,you help yourself cos no handout Since the city Long is only G's and hos You on ya heat but them fiendish foes Trust,bust,be aware and I ya curse Cos the niggas that I dared to (?agank?) the Think I might be 'fore I reach my calling As long as I'm haulin my heat I'm I bring it to ya hard from the of life Where get rewarded to grief for strikes speak on the creep,mo' fools is listenin And war story ain't worth the riskin Real still get a mob like respect If you ya set,till ya bite the deck Who I the Dee,nigga check the file Under G you will see not to sweat my I'm em out!
INTERLUDE:(Corleone talking more)
THREE:(SNOOP DOGG) I come through blastin,me as a Assassin Mashin,may they in peace in they caskets Shoot em down in front of Should've known the gate,who's the baddest? In my zone,Don wanted For the murder of men Ordered to hit and him kill again and again From the U-S-C,I shift ki's,a 120 rides Multiplied by G's,87.3 million in a o'months Big business and big dollars is all that I I blaze up to celebrate,new to make till we all die,till we burst and break From knives to guns,from the to the slums We ran dope,I don't think so son While I be gunned by a mark from the enemy From daylight to reach and all the clucks a'spark when I pick em off like darts Stab em in they an example,what I said,ya end up dead Spayed the wall with graffiti like hogs for all my Doggs reach until I see the blue sky till I die All I want is to be left alone Me myself,me my dope,me and my Got paid by and judges,I budge when I buzz I got the City of Long Beach goin for drugs
OUTRO:(Corleone it off)