[Daz Throughout the city the lit up the street We for revenge honor and respect to all y'all homeboys, Catching niggas slipping, peeling there motherfucking caps Yeah, the game, how we do it Everyday all day, straight all y'all homeboys (yo yo yo up)
[Daz 1] I'm back, banging on niggas trying to murder me Caught in the middle of greed, to trickery Now I'm here, ready to die, me On a hunt for you to put you out your misery Made a more ? they die bullet holes 44 that's when the story was told My is as cold as the tundra Automatic warring like thunder My final is to put ya under Come on warring whenever, me die, nigga Through the storm and the weather my a go-getter Polish da barretta catching you punk niggas That's the element of surprise you niggas won't us Like birds with pellets, let the streets reveal it Do or die motherfuckers to kill it Yes you can, and ever we won't have no peace Till one of us in peace, alive or deceased It's your choice, your move, and prove yo hand Get it off yo chest let me know you's a man Get your pistols and niggas 'cause about to get shitty No remorse, no pity, you it all through the city
Trickery and bitches Niggas, I fucked with no good from the jump So now what we do We ride, We gone destroy, build, come You how we do not over, till we say so Nigga!
[Daz 2] Word on the street is that you have some heat By side Caught homie slippin', did he survive? One to the head left him dead off the words that he Could have been avoided if he would drove off instead shot at my crib where my momma and kids live No doubt, now it's to take some more of you out Scan the block with an inferred dot, just for a There he go, there he was, there he go get him My motto is no remorse and that you'll never none rely on your self and your gun Biage, as I get high and at the stars Wish and wish and to God for our downfall 'Cause it's back to the same thang, of this life I lead Bitches, money, and niggas, and Bust a left on one O feral with a pump barrel Be careful, cause these streets sometimes leave ya narrow the faith of Moses, and the power of Pharoe With the bullets hotter than and as swift as an arrow Death becomes your wish you try to blast me and miss Now me and my dogs commence to get in your You say the lord is shepherd and you shall not walk It's to gaffle up these niggas stick 'em dead in the trunk the last words spoken by a dead man It seems to realize 'll never understand
Yeah, not over When I die my children will grow, and smoke ass our history book, Gangstaology Throughout the streets we shall survive and