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Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Throw it up, up, got the rag and the bag
Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Six-deuces, in the back poppin' flags
Throw Ya Hood Up (Throw Ya Up)
Ride out, I'm a it back nigga, let it fly out
Just throw ya up (Throw ya hood up)
Mash on, fuck these niggaz get ya on homie

Tired of the bullshit, let me ya how it's done
Never gave a fuck about these bitch niggaz or the
Run up on you and your nigga
Got a semi for you and your homeboys
On these niggaz, run it like I own niggaz
Just me and D-A-Z up on these
Man cock it, hit they quick
Hit the pot the rocks sit
The kitchen, shut the pigeons
the floorboard is our shit
Gangbang 101 motherfucker, all now
Pound, catch me with the Chuck's on the ground
Stampedin', stompin', what the goin' down
me homie, what you want it later or now?
Sit it down boy, or bust a toy
Bust your boy to let ya know the annoys
Get rolled on like
Your whole hood's full of niggaz
Bustas, mark and snitches
Hittin' niggaz up what you lookin' at nigga?

Just throw ya hood up (Throw ya up)
it up, fire up, got the rag and the bag
Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Six-deuces, Chevrolet's in the poppin' flags
Ya Hood Up (Throw Ya Hood Up)
Ride out, I'm a cock it nigga, let it fly out
Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Mash on, fuck niggaz get ya blast on homie

[Daz
I see a lot of say they bang
But when they in the spot they be tuckin' chain
Don't trip a cold killa fresh off the street
Your heart a beat, knockin' fools right off they feet
Wanna be me the way I sound and rap, runnin' the map
(Get hit with the strap nigga for talkin' smack)
You got me up nigga, stay down with what you get
Eastside Long Beach, my niggaz will
Got the streets behind me, everybody is
21st Street in Beach is where you can find me
So back, yeah nigga yo I did that
Gutter spots nigga where all the dealers at
(This nigga on the ave') Where you bang?
(He tried to bang on Daz) What you
(He tried to wave his flag) That ain't the
(And when we catch him outside nigga)
I'm a cold rapper with money to burn
money to earn, y'all niggaz will learn
(When see me in the party I'll be givin' it up)
This for my niggaz and my so everybody

Just throw ya hood up (Throw ya up)
it up, fire up, got the rag and the bag
Just throw ya hood up (Throw ya up)
Six-deuces, Chevrolet's in the poppin' flags
Ya Hood Up (Throw Ya Hood Up)
Ride out, I'm a it back nigga, let it fly out
throw ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Mash on, fuck these get ya blast on homie

Dillinger:]
Yeah, we tryin' to see who the gangbanger
Up in this motherfucker, from female to
We gon' do it a little like this
Do the Eastside run this (Hell Yeah!)
Do the Northside run this (Hell Yeah!)
Do the run this motherfucker? (Hell Yeah!)
Do the Westside run this (Hell Yeah!)

I'm back up out the black smoke, ready for ya bring
I ain't talkin' shit, I'll be the first to swing
This the hood life, niggaz doin' anything for them hood stripes
(Nigga we ready for a club fight)
Late night them thangs go off
When I bust up on a nigga and his head off
You gotta be with it to be ya set up

Get outta lines, bounds, get wet up
Chipped, split, out
I'm a go Cube on these niggaz, and 'em to the hood
And 'em how they 'sposed to bang and pitch in
Swervin', I got some hush puppies to for bitches
It's me and Daz, citywide bangers

Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
it up, fire up, got the rag and the bag
Just throw ya up (Throw ya hood up)
Six-deuces, Chevrolet's in the back flags
Throw Ya Up (Throw Ya Hood Up)
Ride out, I'm a it back nigga, let it fly out
Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Mash on, fuck these niggaz get ya blast on