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What's up
We're just up here in the studio dumping tracks
Hard tracks, soft tracks, gangster tracks, weed smoking
We gotta a track to tell these motherfuckers
How we live life in Dago
So why you bring that motherfucker in

That's what I'm talking
gangsta funk
Some everyday life
You know up Vicious
How we get high,
peep the ways of the sick

From the dark side of SD, you all know me as the
Striking motherfuckers a cobra
Hold the fuck up if you you're gonna ride
With this young money making hustler in the Westside
Till I die, I'm be known
For busting raps, weed, and busting caps on my foes
In another state of mind, but can you a fool
I already made a dollars and never attended high school
I keep until a motherfucker tests me
Tripping of sensi, leave your body messy, Smith and
let me sleep, she's quick to trip
On any motherfucker thinking that creeping, no bullshit
So hit the joint, it in and pass it to the left
Make a phony fool like it's his last breath
Fast death when you step out of
out the 619 where gangsters keep it live
At any time so your nuts when you're heading five south
'cause the money schemes is what it's all about

x2]
It's the one man battalion all the warfare
Come my block and feel the tension from the cold stare
Beware when you to the 619
motherfuckers do time for violent crimes

I kick rhymes for the bangers, blast at these
Drink alize and smoke weed true players
Fakers better hide they come to the Westside
Another victim to a homicide
Mr. Shadow putting it down for Beyond
I'm a motherfucking soldier, one little word and on
it on if you want to
You better blast or your heart is stop soon
Make room for the Mr. that one hurting fools like blisters
Watch as I ya and hit ya, God bless ya
I tried to tell you bitches not to test my skills
Now you're up the dentist for a new grill
Feel the pain when I storm like the
I Mary Jane and I love to gang bang
Hang with my dogs, straight break
up all odds and unload on all frauds
When duty calls you know that it's a
To bust on any motherfucker that you don't
on

x2]

Pay attention, don't interrupt or get on
Wicked San Diego is the city I come from
California, the State is
Thirty snub with hollow points is what I'm holding
Smoking weed my lungs bleed, I need a breather
Underneath the seed I got a baggy full of
a motherfucker numb from the fumes
Of this drug that I abuse and that I to use like shoes
No to check me down, so stop hoping
Hope you have a better chance of finding your getting poked
Ain't a bitch, a little dog chasing it's own tail
It's on my enemy with the WT cartel
Clientele keep coming, Dago's wanted
For all the fucking and those riots that I started
Charted one on the top ten fugitives
All because I roll with bald headed lunatics
hanging from the rear view mirror
Oh the ride when we slide, I am superior

x2]

So that's basically the way it goes in Dago
And if you can't take the stay the fuck out of my city
You petty minded
We break rules, and you
AP-10s, nine and 38-snubs bitch