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[Kokane & {Snoop
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[Tray
What up You know aint nothin different on mines
When I hit up motherfuckers with look in my eyes
It's a statement that I'm makin and aint takin no
I'm blowin hats off as soon as my gat cough
The last thought you rappin niggaz think
Is you can never get a scratch with Tray on the beat
On the streets over beef you dont compete uno - you know
The general a do low
Admit I'm wit it then I spit it and lit it
Niggaz timid in my I cause tension and thinkin
By my I'm a answer to society's hate
A true rider with the mind - I him outta his way
Fools petty and they ready steady comin with
A full clip with jewell will hit like a mule
A sure hit is all I'm aiming for I blast
Motherfuckers hit the deck I go in the dash

[Chorus: Dogg]
Now is the
This is the
To bang back the khakis with the church fat
is the coast, east is the side
Long Beach is the city where them ride
Money brings power, power respect
Disrespect the set I gotsta the tech
This is how it goes and how it's done
2-1 in the land of the fun

[Tray
Niggaz how ya figure the game gon' 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 and catch him choppin his dough up
Fuck the his host up stripped, and roped up
Take the whole cut and he be sure
I'm ruthless I shoot crips and bloods
Thug for life - come and the slug tonight
Insane mental frame feel no shame or
Since the is shitty I gotsta bang the city
Trippin so I brang the terroristical heat
Grab strap jacket mack to the tinted to peep
This is the now any nigga got a rebuttal
Kobe eatin he speakin once he cant get the muzzle
Struggle hard for my and intend to hold it
You want it? Then all invitations

[Tray
I seven old B's put 'em in the street
Then thats more busta's who claim they got heat
And then it takes more C's before I start to reach
Then thats 2-1 for the set now lets out in the streets
Deee never do it easy fool so dont expect it
Niggas get checked and they disrespected
No question I'm all you ever that you was
Till you ran across the and now you coughin up blood
Shoot first fools curse before they kick up
Clip bust then they gonna have to pick loc up
All they talkin I'm chalkin whole districts off
this loss a purple nigga's piss me off
Conflict my clique get your bitch ass touched
All my comrads bomb back as sick as fuck
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]
say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too
{They say Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}