Uh huh Birdgang You what it is When you see me two twelvin' you You f**k keep triple ninin', have some integrity
1: Jim Jones] Peace blood, peace (peace blood) We all thugs and we run the streets (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who them choppers out (yuppp) One of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin', for all the is what we hoppin' out My side, where we ride and we all fly high In the AM G5's, so ya fingers up and bang muf**ka bang Get ya money up, cane is what we f**kin' slang And 9 trey is what I claim Its Dipset, capital don of the bird
[Verse 2: Dogg] They call the Why you really cuz 21, 20 and all of us is crippin' cuz We from a different street, all got that heat But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same So if you wit blood, then you f**k wit us And we ain't duds, cuz we bustin' slugs We sure to in touch and clean your mess up And if you from the Coast, my n*gga westside
3: Nas] Game got at me about the remix, its an honor my I made rap one blood, say I'm signin' wit Jigga I got rappers mad at me I got these new jack tryna clap at me I got these corny be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how they spray and take me away But I'm the true living, I'm not to be questioned Have your whole hood holler shit about my
4: T.I.] You my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty So I keep the smitty's wit me, they comin to get me Hey Wut You I'm in the mall and all Wit Chimme Chose, you can me quick draw McGraw I'ma cut that fool, better call the law I start sprayin', make n*gga fall and crawl I press play like Puff, no at all Choppin' in the all the walls Thats all saw
5: The Game] Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple I bring it to life, give it a couple shots The comin', no I'm not Jay-Z Too many n*ggas me, but they scared to face me This ain't a movie dog, nope, not Waist I'm not an actor, but I'll show your b*tch Big She givin' one blood, one love, on 140 thousand the week uhhhhh
The Game] Remix, remix, remix, Remix, remix, remix, Remix, remix, remix,
[Verse 6: Fat All n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces Till them lyin' still up in stiff cases them styrofoams and embalmin' fluid I been gone to long and I'm to lose it go and get this n*gga a pine box And I ain't talkin' about a measly nine shots I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose Call me Goldie, I'll smack your too
7: Lil Wayne] Five oh four gangsta, new soldier, banging under water, fuck around and soak ya, lousiana gunner, im my holster, and if you gettin greasy, im an ulcer, im back bein bool on tha eastside, im in the new orleans the blood at the beehive, and aint sweet unless its presidential, cause that is i sleep, now give me my key
8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with If Def Jam, they gonna him And Reggaeton ain't hot in the building no mo', its I get it poppin' Back to the forest trees for deep, little knees
Who took an opportunity to breathe And you ain't go overseas to see our rap shit You can come to Lefrak Queens and get jacked
9: Jadakiss and Styles P] One blood, we to the spillin' Came from the hood so we used to the Used to the males, makin' cracksales in the buildin' How you get the benz with the suede on the ceilin' Blood in, blood out, me and homie back to Both loaded workin', we about to a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he The hawk'll find a nice home right where cheeks stay We got a mean team, Hip Hop dream Them boys is only in the on green screen No security, put you on the I'm the bomb, I'm the mothaf**kin' One dutch, one bud, one burner, one Want a casualties, but we'll settle for just one blood
[Verse 10: What it like, all I say it most Shooters waitin' on the word, say it Los' I let these n*ggas live, I told 'em the plug Have pullin' gloves, leave the room full of slugs me trafficin' on maroon colored dubs Couple Africans with balloons full of If they like me, tell 'em up While I sit team, point 'em out like a line up
[Verse 11: Juelz Mic check, one two, one two I'm strapped, you strapped, play two on two You're us in the iron bus Leak ya, two of red juice, Hawaaiin punch So what you boys gon' do to me, I'm born Your life's sweet, Laguna Beach Mama me not to play with fire but She never I would grow to be a liar
[Verse 12: Ross] One to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs Say the fellows for the cars, see we kill for the The boss it, yeah we floss flagrant Shame how I lost your life up in Las Vegas I'm a heavy better, I'm a seller Keep in the office, call it Jerry Heller off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick And we gon' sit here, wait for the Darryl
[Verse 13: b*tch I got lords and gangstas, show me where n*ggas at Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them at Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me them figures at Game where them triggers at, aim at them fitted He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get choppers n*gga He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it n*gga Hurt him in that six fo', shit ain't no stoppin' n*gga Hit him in the and the body wit a bullet, when I put him in the cemetery I gotta holler out
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[Verse 14: rollin' with two grips Glock holdin' on the hip, rollin' wit two Got two tiny locos to take trips Shake and make trips, high stakes to take They what's crackin' cuz, cause as we huddle They cards down n*gga like spade and pinnochle West coast gang bang, erasin' 'em Got funny n*ggas up and riders replacin' 'em
15: Daz] Draped in blue the gangsta crew RIP for n*ggas who don't stay down in the crevices See the jets wit Dwellin' in the land of the bang wit the fleshin' I'm legendary, yes yes, a up two C's, wit two guns in my holster I'm from Long Beach city, a next to Compton Down wit my n*gga Game, if you want problems From the to the suites, anywhere we can meet Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap Worldwide, get away by the tide By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its to ride
16: W.C.] Who the rider, looter through the mayne up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes From the westside, to get 'em Where them throw that third letter up like Raymond Washington and Tookie Blue jeans, blue strings, blowin' green Cadillac on blue D's and a T thick as blue cheese, chunkin' up the dub What would the west be Snoop, Dub C and one blood
17: E-40] The Bay Area, f**kers we Open you up if you got a Uh uh, in California Clean clock, open your can of tuna Make a to see the hail lord's heaven Get your laid out wit the FM 57 You think shit you can do do but nobody But in the Yay, there nuttin to do but catch bodies
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18: Bun B] I'm straight outta P.A.T., like Compton in all black But when we say what it do, they never say back Bun B, the I'm O.G., 95 Air Macs Neon green outta fight club off a Acts a hundreds, just do it I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter as a
19: Chamillionaire] I'm the realest youngster thats breathin' and I don't give a reason Chamillionaire millionaire, ya'll competin' to be My purpose is to get the cheese an' as a purpose that defeatin' So shut your mouth, have a seat an' be quiet till I the sheetin' My label me I'm greedy, hoggin' all the room on your tv Eric they think its easy, but it isnt easy believe me Need to make a room in B.E. television if you be me Game said he room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me gee
20: Slim Thug] Its one if you blood or cuz From that one thug, its still one love I rep my boy team but I do it for green I do it for my folks, vice, lords, and All the trappers, rappers, standin' out on the blocks get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot Put ya in the air, scream f**k the cops We rep for the hood mayne, like it or not
[Verse 21: Young My feed mashable, are catastrophical Cars is improfable, I'm overcomin' I made it logical, my topic is impossible I got a potna name shoe strings cuz shorty real me to pop a do', cars be tropical All choppable, all blocks are moppable I am unstoppable, my calico is Lyrically diabolical, is not a cigar brand
22: The Clipse] Red rum, red rum, such power in the Never in the wildest, was he da dum on n*ggas, feel it to the numb Japanese thread brought flavor to bums me the savior, look what the lord gave ya My celebrated presence, the return of Grateful in the snow, so playful And revivin' the track like we through jumper cables What duo, you know, get XXL While coppin' off Classic shit, we mastered Left for dead, I'm back, I'm
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[Verse 23: Ja n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New The Game, the RULE, one love, up down, can't touch, the flow is a bit much The style, wanna keep up, I'd advise you to up With money movin' like coke days, gotta re-up G up, cop some heaters and a n*gga to act up You see us in duel and throw it up Its all hood, n*ggas rep sets if your cuz or blood n*ggas we all bleed, these n*ggas can't because the guns are drawn and aimed to part n*ggas they got with names on them Want 'em, get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin' in Who sadly gets torn one crip and one blood