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Yeah, vision 88 of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you to make
Run an illegal business,
Smugglin', doin' from handin' a gun, is what they fearin'

and hit men 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 major games that run the of G's
The violators, the Gambinos and the and me
The violators and Gambinos run uptown
Me and my Corleone we run downtown

an everyday thang in the city
Where you gotta chips, jag robberies and do in it's
Nay, the charge of the weapons
Hit from veranda's and do a unexpected

So we plan a with an Uzi and 10 shot
'em till they all drop, circle round the block
Let 'em have it as as they come out
Unload on their ass, commence to them out

Throughout the streets of Long
The streets was infected with drugs, dope and addicts
Gangs taken over 75 percent of our town as the young
Youth behavior is outrageous with
They feel no remorse so ever, as the law enforcements

Have tried to stop the of drugs
From coming our country, but they can't
The have increased more than 95 percent and the drug amount
Of which they is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax

I had no choice or for time for puttin' it down
know the scoop is stupid if they come from my town
I been around since the Jump street it pop
Young 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 city Long Beach is only G's and
You hold on ya heat but fiendish foes

Trust, bust, be aware and I ain't ya
'Cos the niggas that I dared to the first 2.10
I might be deceased 'fore I reach my calling
As long as I'm haulin' my I'm stallin'

I bring it to ya hard from the streets of
Where niggas get rewarded to for strikes
Don't speak on the creep, mo' fools is
And war glory ain't worth the riskin'

Real niggas still get a mob respect
If you represent ya set, till ya the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga check the
G you will see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

I come through blastin', me as a Assassin
Mashin', may rest in peace in they caskets
Shoot 'em down in of Hassans
Should've known from the gate, the baddest?

In my zone, Don Corleone wanted for the of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him again and again
the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 plane rides
Multiplied by G's, 87.3 million in a 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 rich to the

We ran outta dope, I think so son
While I be gunned by a mark the enemy park
From daylight to dark and all the clucks a'spark
From when I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they

Make an example, what I said, ya end up
Spayed the with graffiti like hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never until I see the blue sky till I die

All I ever want is to be left
Me myself, me my dope, me and my
Got paid by cops and judges, I budge when I
I got the City of Long Beach goin' for drugs