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[Slip
to Longbeach, haha...
Some of that and Dat Nigga Daz shit
y'all niggaz upside the head, beyotch
Show niggaz what it is..

Welcome to California where the gang
Longbeach, Compton to Watts, and L.A.
Outside we rip-ride, let the fly
I maintain to bang with the gang till the day that I die
Get crazy looney and insane, on yo' ass
just to blast on yo' ass if yo' talkin trash
Cash; she in all them no (?)
They get some get back and get whole wig peelt back
Hangin out on the drinkin Sapp
Little homies doin from murders to jackin
And say, ("Yo Daz are you a rider?")
And I with, "Hell yeah I'm a rider!"
Motorola - 'Lacs on D's
Make us feel good when us niggaz got cheese
niggaz robbin niggaz for they dope sacks (give it up!)
Just to see where hearts at
Smokin weed and loots and hubs, roll around with in my truck
Roll around heat in the front, just to dump at two punks
12 gauge sawed-off, thinkin my point
Cooperate nigga or get off
Ask ya homies how we put it in
Now they here, now they gone, six in the dirt
Rest in peace to my homie from the DPG
Bringin drama to these niggaz, bringin drama to the

Whattcha gonna do if ya hang and bang
..and move around those gangstas
Whattcha do if ya wanna hang and bang
..and move around with gangstas, gangstas!

[Slip
In L.A. ya dress cordial, accordin to the area ya to
Ya might to where a black khaki suit standin in grey and blue
Ya never know who gon' be waitin, and watchin - and plottin
to getcha and leave ya shot and forgotten
Remember in the day, Lewsinger high
every park in the mornin, school was cool when ya high
Knockin on they ass, put a nigga through the glass
Capone got there so fast, the crashed
And I when I think back on the days of my past
My gangsta-ass ways, take a sip drinkin blaze
in the Purple Haze -- get my smoke on
Two o'clock in the mo'nin with my motherfuckin on
Getcha on wit a nigga if ya wit a nigga
Hit a nigga up in traffic, then go try and get a
Cause I'll split a nigga with from heaters
Cop killers, case I gotta kill a cop I'ma 'em to beat 'em
[Daz] say, "Slip are you a rider?"
And I reply, "Hell I'm a rider!"
My got illy, Kurupt was out in Philly
I hooked up with Daz Dilli, to slap ya silly
Make a milli-on, when I to Leban-on
Mega-tron, Veit-nam, napalm, bomb
it don't stay for long
When a livin in a warzone, then the war's on
I'm a on my throne, so put the crown on my dome
And so it 'Hawthorne: The city where I was born'
Till the cows come home, in the of L.A.
The City of Angels, but Hell surround us, all us
Makin it hot, I it up, slow my slow and speed it up
a rock and give a cut to the homies
to get some new to bang in
Keep the rag hangin, to slang in
Got a whole gang of

Knick-knack patty-whack, give a G a
If he a G put to work, if he a punk he it back

You the AR-15, the glock 17, the M16 or the uzi 14
Mini-machine, with the infrared beam, lean
It's like a to be fresh on the scene, knahmean?
in peace to Strak-Lo, keep calm
Rest in to the homie, NailBoy and radio ridin in peace

Yeah, how we do it
Capone and Dat Nigga Daz
Funky Fresh '99.. haha...