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[Kokane & Dogg}]
Oh.......Chassa-dee
{They say Tray is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
the LBC

{They say Tray Deee is a ragy - he's way too crazy}
La da da da da da da
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - way too crazy}
the LB....LB
{They say Tray is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}

Deee]
What up 'cause? You aint nothin different on mines
When I hit up motherfuckers that look in my eyes
It's a statement that I'm makin and aint no backtalk
I'm blowin niggaz hats off as soon as my gat
The last thought you rappin niggaz should
Is you can never get a scratch with Tray on the beat
On the streets over beef you compete with uno - you know
The general a do low
'cause I'm wit it then I spit it and lit it
Niggaz timid in my vision I cause and thinkin
By my presence I'm a to society's hate
A true rider with the - I pushed him outta his way
Fools and they ready steady comin with bullshit
A full clip with jewell hit like a mule kick
A sure hit is all I'm aiming for when I
Motherfuckers hit the once I go in the dash

Snoop Dogg]
Now is the
This is the
To bang back the khakis with the fat lace
West is the coast, is the side
Long Beach is the city them gangstas ride
Money brings power, brings respect
the set I gotsta grab the tech
This is how it and thats how it's done
Eastside 2-1 in the of the fun

Deee]
Niggaz how ya figure that the game wait
I came home from the pen to take your place
Aint no chase this paper comin soon as I up
And watch the victom's clock and him choppin his dough up
Fuck the his host up stripped, gagged and up
the whole cut and he be sure negotiative
I'm ruthless I shoot crips and bloods
for life - come and catch the slug tonight
Insane mental frame feel no shame or
the game is shitty I gotsta bang the city
Trippin gangstas so I brang the terroristical
Grab strap jacket mack to the tinted to peep
This is the beach now any got a rebuttal
Kobe eatin what he speakin once he cant get the
hard for my title and intend to hold it
You want it? Then all open

[Tray
I take old B's put 'em in the street
Then thats seven busta's who claim they got heat
And it takes seven more C's before I start to reach
Then thats 2-1 for the set now lets out in the streets
Tray Deee never do it easy fool so dont it
get checked and they sets disrespected
No question I'm all you thought that you was
Till you ran across the boss and now you coughin up
first fools curse before they kick up dust
Clip gon' bust then gonna have to pick loc up
All they talkin cause I'm chalkin whole off
Since this loss a purple piss me off
with my clique get your bitch ass touched
All my comrads bomb back it's as sick as
2-1 I'm done never run from the turf
Check the boy we mash on run get it even worse

[Kokane & {Snoop
[Kokane until the end]
{They say Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}