INTRO:(*mobster talking*)
ONE:(DAT NIGGA DAZ) Vision 88 of cocaine smack-dead in your face The street value of that is what you to make Run an business,racketeerin Smugglin,doin from handin a gun,is what they fearin and hitmen like some Al Capone shit Heavy artillery got the cops on my Different locations,spots it takes place If you them my money,your ass is gettin f-laid There's four games that run the city of G's The violators,the Gambinos and the and me The violators and Gambinos they run Me and my cousin Corleone we run an everyday thang in the city Where you plot chips,jag robberies and do in its Tanadian Nay,the of the weapons Hit from verandahs and do a unexpected So we plan a plot an Uzi and 10 shot Buck em till they all drop,circle the block Let em have it as soon as come out on their ass,commence to takin them out!
INTERLUDE:(DAZ talking) Throughout the streets of Beach The streets was infected drugs,dope pealers and addicts Gangs taken over 75% of our town as the young youth behaviour is with crime They feel no remorse whatsoever, as the law have to stop the trafficking of drugs from into our country, but they can't The murders have more than 95% and the drug amount of which make is more than 700 million dollars Now by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
TWO:(TRAY DEE) I had no choice or for time for puttin it down Niggas know the is stupid if they come from my town I been since the Jumpstreet makin it pop crook keepin hook,nigga,shakin the spot Had to be a not to get ran out Look for help,you help 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 aware and I ain't ya Cos the niggas that I to (?agank?) the first Think I might be deceased 'fore I my calling As long as I'm haulin my I'm stallin I bring it to ya hard from the of life Where niggas get rewarded to grief for Don't on the creep,mo' fools is listenin And war story glory ain't worth the Real still get a mob like respect If you represent ya set,till ya the deck Who I be?I'm the Dee,nigga the file Under G you will see not to sweat my I'm em out!
INTERLUDE:(Corleone some more)
THREE:(SNOOP DOGG) I come blastin,me as a Downtown Assassin Mashin,may they rest in peace in they Shoot em in front of Hassans 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 the U-S-C,I shift ki's,a 120 plane rides Multiplied by G's,87.3 million in a o'months Big business and big is all that I want I blaze up to celebrate,new empire to Toast we all die,till we burst and break From knives to guns,from the rich to the We ran dope,I don't think so son While I be by a mark from the enemy park daylight to reach dark and all the clucks a'spark From when I pick em off darts Stab em in hearts an example,what I said,ya end up dead Spayed the wall with like hogs for all my lost Doggs Never reach until I see the sky till I die All I ever want is to be 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 goin crazy for drugs
OUTRO:(Corleone it off)