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

Bodyguards and hit men like Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the on my dick
locations, spots where it takes place
If you show them my money, your ass is gettin'

There's four major games that run the of G's
The violators, the and the Corleones and me
The violators and Gambinos run uptown
Me and my cousin Corleone we run

Murder's an everyday in the city
you gotta plot chips, jag robberies and do in it's
Tanadian Nay, the of the weapons
Hit veranda's and do a thing unexpected

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

the streets of Long Beach
The streets was infected with drugs, dope and addicts
Gangs have over 75 percent of our town as the young
behavior is outrageous with crime
They no remorse what so ever, as the law enforcements

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

I had no choice or remorse for time for puttin' it
Niggas know the scoop is if they come from my town
I around since the Jump street 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 there's no
Since the city Long Beach is G's and hoes
You hold on ya heat but them fiendish

Trust, bust, be and I ain't ya curse
'Cos the niggas that I dared to gang the 2.10
Think I might be 'fore I reach my calling
As as I'm haulin' my heat I'm stallin'

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

Real niggas still get a mob like
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 my style
I'm 'em out

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

In my zone, Don Corleone for the murder of forty 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 of months

Big business and big dollars is all that I
I up to celebrate, new empire to make
Toast till we all die, till we and break
From to guns, from the rich 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 when I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they

an example, what I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the with graffiti 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 cops and judges, I when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin' crazy for