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

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

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

Capone]
In L.A. ya dress cordial, accordin to the area ya to
Ya need to where a black khaki suit standin in grey and blue
Ya know who gon' be waitin, and watchin - plannin 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 niggaz on they ass, put a nigga through the
Capone got so fast, the motherfuckers crashed
And I when I think back on the days of my past
My gangsta-ass ways, take a sip like drinkin
in the Haze -- finna get my smoke on
Two o'clock in the mo'nin my motherfuckin lotes on
loc' on wit a nigga if ya wit a nigga
Hit a up in traffic, then go try and get a nigga
Cause I'll split a nigga with millimeters from
Cop killers, case I gotta a cop I'ma need 'em to beat 'em
They say, "Slip are you a rider?"
And I reply, "Hell I'm a rider!"
My situation got illy, Kurupt was out in
When I hooked up with Daz Dilli, to slap ya
Make a milli-on, I drop to Leban-on
Mega-tron, Veit-nam, napalm, bomb
it don't stay for long
When a nigga in a warzone, then the war's on
I'm a on my throne, so put the crown on my dome
And so it read 'Hawthorne: The where I was born'
Till the come home, in the southside 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
Flip a and give a cut to the homies
to get some new chucks to in
Keep the rag hangin, Cutlass to 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, the infrared beam, gangsta lean
It's like a dream to be on the scene, knahmean?
Rest in to Strak-Lo, keep calm
Rest in peace to the homie, NailBoy and radio in peace

Yeah, how we do it
Slip and Dat Nigga Daz
Funky '99.. yeah haha...