Lyrics:
girl?)
Love (I love this shit)
Love this (Be-atch!!)
[Daz Dillinger]
She was a betty I done knew back in the day
Little scary lil' bitch from around
Ballz part two huh?
Peep game broadcasting
Provided by mother fucking emina huh?
[Daz Dillinger] (in background)
Enema!!!
[W Ballz D.J.]
Dillinger
Bossolo we back at it my nigga
The West Coast up in this bitch we never switch stay on point
droppin that gangsta shit.
The West Coast up in
was in prison when bro used to visit me (told me turn)
Now they got bro in, they say I'm the visitor
Come up with needles and cylinders
Fentanyl
then scat
Movin on up to the top of the map
'cause gangstas'll be here 'til the Curl come back
This is our world - land of the gangsta macks
Patrolled by
[Kurupt]
Yeah Yeah
Gangsta like, uh huh
To all my O.G.'s and all my Y.G.'s
Daz Dillinger, Daz kurupt (dat nigga daz!)
[Xzibit]
I move bricks
[Chorus - Daz Dillinger] 2x
All my niggas won't you Crip with me
All my bitches won't you Crip with me
If you ain't Crippin, you my e-ne-my
Everybody
[Daz Dillinger + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, help for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! [T-Pain adlibs]
Y'all know what time it is! But you better
till his fuckin eyes turn purple
[daz dillinger]
I told myself watch out for my family and health
I got my shit together, got the gauge up shelf
Knowing
a nut, waitin 'to erupt
No remorse, as we bust, let you feel the dust
Let us do what we gotta do, it's fuckin it up
Let it be known, Daz Dillinger rough
{*inhaling and coughing*}
Beans, Beanie Sigel, yeah
Daz Dillinger, Dat Nigga Daz, bitches
I gotta little bit of somethin that you'll never understand
With
a ghost on america's most
West coast fuck ya up motherfucker
Leave you comatose
Fresh out the dungeon, I run this to a
'T' Daz Dillinger, Dilligent, nigga,
cops and automatic weapon
Keep a nigga intact, for these niggaz half-steppin'
Daz Dillinger, got sewed up for real
Dealers servin' these niggaz for
ultimate ultimate)
Lord please, (zenith zenith)
Come get the fake shit out my aura
I'm not something that they can handle
Sith lord, you don't wanna
seekin' gold
Expose the strap gotta let off the cousin rough and raw
Never fell to my knees for shit cause I demand shit
With this Daz Dillinger
or somethin', huh?
We got the fuckin' money and they don't got the fuckin' stuff?
I tell you man, they fuck with Tray, ayo Daz Dillinger, Corleone (yeah)
They
y'all got that candy man!
Gimme some of that candy man
Talk to me one time! For real, for real
[Daz Dillinger]
"It's like candy, candy!"
Get it how
(feat. Daz Dillinger)
[Intro: Kurupt talking & Daz yelling in background]
[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Come to ?? and bank
Where the ?? is ??
And fly,
seekin' gold
Expose the strap gotta let off the cousin rough and raw
Never fell to my knees for shit cause I demand shit
With this Daz Dillinger
Now that word means a whole lot to me
Now what I mean by that, it's simple as this
You gotta open up your head
Matter of fact, open up your mind
And let
featuring Daz Dillinger
Daz:
ooh ooh ooh ooh oooohh...
Kurupt:
G'd up we're back that's what I keep hearing
We
Iz Active
[Daz Dillinger]
I'm yellin' (gangsta, gangsta!)
Dippin' in my '6-6, chrome deep dish
Today could be your death wish
I'm from Cali the birth
man!
Gimme some of that candy man
Talk to me one time! For real, for real...
[Daz Dillinger]
"It's like candy, candy!"
Get it how you want it
Whip it,
A little of this and a little bit of that and a fat 50 sack.
(Daz)
Come on and break it down. Baby girl, let me see you
Do your thang.
Man I love it when
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