Yeah, vision 88 kilos of smack-dead in your face The street value of that is you dream to make Run an business, racketeerin' Smugglin', doin' things from a gun, is what they fearin'
Bodyguards and hit men like some Al Capone Heavy got the cops on my dick Different locations, where it takes place If you show them my money, your ass is gettin'
There's major games that run the city of G's The violators, the Gambinos and the and me The violators and they run uptown Me and my cousin we run downtown
an everyday thang in the city Where you plot chips, jag robberies and do in it's Nay, the charge of the weapons Hit from and do a thing unexpected
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 ass, commence to takin' them out
Throughout the streets of Beach The streets was infected with drugs, pealers and addicts Gangs have over 75 percent of our town as the young Youth is outrageous with crime They no remorse what so ever, as the law enforcements
Have to stop the trafficking of drugs From coming our country, but they can't The murders have increased more than 95 percent and the drug Of they make is more than 700 million dollars Now by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
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 Jump street it pop Young crook keepin' hook, nigga, the spot
Had to be a not to get ran out Look for help, you help yourself 'cos there's no Since the Long Beach is only G's and hoes You on ya heat but them fiendish foes
Trust, bust, be aware and I ya curse 'Cos the niggas that I to gang the first 2.10 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 streets of Where niggas get rewarded to for strikes speak on the creep, mo' fools is listenin' And war story glory ain't the riskin'
niggas still get a mob like respect If you represent ya set, till ya bite the Who I be? I'm the Dee, check the file G you will see not to sweat my style I'm 'em out
I come through blastin', me as a Downtown Mashin', may they rest in peace in caskets Shoot 'em in front of Hassans known from the gate, who's the baddest?
In my zone, Don Corleone wanted for the murder of men Ordered to hit and watch him kill and again From the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 rides by G's, 87.3 million in a matter of months
Big business and big dollars is all that I I up to celebrate, new empire 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 the enemy park From daylight to dark and all the clucks a'spark From I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they hearts
Make an example, what I said, ya end up Spayed the wall with graffiti hogs for all my lost Doggs reach until I see the blue 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 budge I buzz I got the City of Long Beach goin' crazy for