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OK, Now if somebody asks for lyrics that Woodie or Los have already typed out we can just refer them to this thread. If they write out more then I will add them to it.


WOODIE LYRICS:

MIND GAMES- FIRST VERSE


ENEMIES GRAB YOUR STRAP 'CAUSE WOODIE'S BACK WIT AN S.K. CHOP UP ON YOUR ASS/ WEST TWOMP-NORTENO-EARN MY STRIPES AT A YOUNG AGE LIVIN' FAST/ STRAPPED AND YOUNG WIT ALOT TO PROVE, DARED ANYONE TO MAKE A MOVE/ BUCKIN' AT THEM SCRAPS ON WEST BOULEVARD-WAY BACK IN '92/ IT'S '99, BEEN TO HELL AND BACK, BLACKBIRD IS GONE I DWELL ON THAT/ THINKIN' WHAT COULD I'VE DONE TO CHANGE THE WAY SHIT WENT DOWN, WISH I COULD BRING HIM BACK/ THIS GANGBANGIN' DONE TOOK ITS TOLL, I DRINK OLD GOLD TO KEEP CONTROL/ TO APPEASE MY SOUL WHERE THE DEMON GROWS, GOD IF YOU'RE TRUE RELEASE ITS HOLD/ IT WON'T LET GO SO I KEEP ON RIDIN', SLAPPIN' THE CLIP IN THE CHOP INVITIN'/ ENEMIES..TO COME GET AT ME AND SAY YOUR LAST GOODBYES 'CAUSE ONE OF US DYIN'/ I KNOW WHEN ITS TIME FOR ME TO GO I'M GONNA DIE IN A CLOUD OF GUNSMOKE/ HAD DREAMS OF MY DEATH SINCE THE AGE OF FOURTEEN, I'M SURPRISED I AIN'T ALREADY DONE CROAKED/ PUT NEGATIVE THOUGHTS IN THE BACK OF MY MIND, GOTTA FIND A WAY TO MAKE THAT CABBAGE/ I'M TIRED OF SEEIN' THE HOMIEZ BROKE, GOTTA PLAN TO HAVE US LIVIN LAVISH/ RAPPIN' ABOUT THIS LIFE WE'VE LEAD, RAPPIN' ABOUT THIS BLOOD WE SHED/ AND ALL THE DIFFERENT WAYS HOMIEZ HAVE BLED, TO KEEP EACHOTHER ONE STEP AHEAD

MIND GAMES- 2ND VERSE
FROM TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS I'VE DEVELOPED A KNACK FOR PATIENCE/
SO I'M CAMOFLAUGED AND WAITIN' WHEN IT COMES TO RETALIATION/
INFILTRATIN' SURVEYIN' YOUR SPOT, GOTTA PLOT SO I DON'T GET CAUGHT/
MY CLICK IS HOT, BY THE COPS WERE SOUGHT, THEY'D LOVE TO EMPTY OUT OUR KNOT/
THEREFORE ENGAGIN' IN TACTICS THE AVERAGE SOLDIER COULDN'T GRASP/
BUT I'LL LEAVE IT AT THAT 'CAUSE I KNOW DETECTIVES TRY DECODIN' MY RAPS/
THEY TRYIN' TA LOCK ALL OF US UP, THEY MIGHT OF KILLED THE BABIES AND LOS/
THEY KNEW THAT SNOOP DIDN'T KILL NOBODY YET SENTENCED HIM TO THE MOST/
NO DOUBT THE MEDIA'S ON THEIR SIDE, THE MEDIA FEEDS THE NATION LIES/
THEY JUST RELAY WHAT THE GOVERNMENT SAY, THEY'RE PUPPETS FOR THE PUBLICS EYES/
THIS WORLD'S BUILT UP OF GANGS, SOME ARE BIGGER SOME ARE SMALLER/
F.B.I, C.I.A, NORTENO, CRIP, BLOOD WE ALL ARE.... SET TRIPPIN'/
BUT THE A.T.F DECIDES HOW MANY STRAPS WE GET, THE D.E.A DECICES JUST HOW MUCH COKE AND HEROIN'S SMUGGLED IN/
AND SO ON..IT GOES ON FROM THE TOP TO THE BOTTOM AND WE'RE AT THE BOTTOM/
LIVIN' UP IN THESE STREETS SO FUCK YOU PIGS WHEN YOU ASK ME WHY I SHOT 'EM

MIND GAMES-3RD VERSE

I'D LOVE TO HAVE A FAMILY, BEAUTIFUL WIFE THAT UNDERSTANDS ME/ MANY SONS AND A DAUGHTER BUT I'D BE A FATHER ON THE BRINK OF SANITY/ WOULD IT BE FAIR? IF ONE DAY DADDY DISSAPPEARED/ WHETHER I LOST MY MIND OR I LOST MY LIFE LEFT WITH ONE MOTHER TO CARE/ WOULD THEY END UP LIKE ME? IT'S DEFINITELY A POSSIBILITY/ JUST ONE OF A THOUSAND QUESTIONS EATIN' ME UP INSIDE IT'S KILLIN' ME/ BUT IF AN UNPLANNED CHILD COMES, I'M STICKIN' BY MY LOADED GUNS/ I'LL PROTECT MY LITTLE HOMIE AND HAVE AN ARMY OF SONS/ FUCK IT! I'LL TEACH 'EM EVERYTHING THAT I KNOW, MAKE SURE THEY GROW TO BECOME HOGS/ HOW TO PLOT ATTACKS AND COVER THEIR TRACKS,LOYALTY ABOVE ALL LAWS/ I GOTTA KEEP DREAMIN' TO KEEP THEM DEMONZ OUT MY HEAD SO I DON'T SNAP/ I MIGHT PEEL MY WIG BACK OR YOUR WIG BACK, I AIN'T DEALIN' WITH A FULL STACK/ BRAIN UNSTABLE BUT I REMAIN ABLE TO KEEP THEM SHADY THOUGHTS CRADLED/ TAKIN IT DAY BY DAY AND WHEN THE SUNSETS HOPE THE NIGHT AIN'T FATAL/ LOOK IN THE SKY, PICK A STAR, THATS BLACKBIRD TONITE/ I'M CHOPPIN' IT UP WITH MY BIG HOMIE HE MIGHT BE GONE BUT HE'S STILL IN MY LIFE/ IMPOSSIBLE TO SEPARATE US WE'RE ONE OF THE SAME SPIRIT/ HIS FLESH IS GONE BUT HIS SOUL LIVES ON AND WHEN HE SPEAKS TO ME I HEAR IT/ THE ONLY DIFFERENCE IS I'M WALKIN' THE EARTH STILL CAUGHT UP IN DRAMA/ UNTIL MY NUMBERS CALLED GAME OVER NO MORE NEED FOR THE BULLETPROOF ARMOR



SAVAGEZ

ALL I KNOW IS I WAS TOLD AS A YOUNGSTA DON'T BE A PUNK/ KEEP A PISTOL AND IF YOU BRANDISH IT YOU BETTER DUMP/ LEAVE THEIR BATTLESHIP SUNK, ALL THAT MATTERS IS THAT YOU WIN/ THREE HUNDRED POUND GOLDEN GLOVES,FUCK 'EM SINK SOME HOLLOWZ IN/ LEAVE THEIR CHEST SPLIT, THE MAIN RULE TO FOLLOW IS STAY ON TOP/ DON'T FREQUENT HOT SPOTS YOU KNOW SOON WILL BE RAIDED BY COPS/ BUT STAY FLARED UP,TEARIN' IT UP, PAIRED UP WITH THE HOMIEZ/ PATROLIN' THE STREETS FOR RIVALS ROAMING, TIPPIN' BACK FORTIEZ/ LOOKIN' TO RID THE TOWN OF ANY SEWER RATS INFILTRATIN'/ TRYIN' TO POISON OUR LAND THIS AIN'T FOR SOUTHERN CONGREGATIN'/ THIS IS NORTE SIDE! GET IT RIGHT OR TAKE FLIGHT/ OR YOU GON FEEL THE FATAL BITE OF HUNGRY HOLLOWZ THROUGH MY SITE/ RIPPIN' YOUR FLESH, LEAVIN' BLOODY CHUNKS ON THE PAVEMENT/ AND I WISH NOTHIN' BUT DEATH FOR ANYONE THAT YOU CAME WITH/ MENTAL ANGUISH, EATS AT MY MIND LIKE A DISEASE/ I HAVE VISIONS OF ALL MY ENEMIEZ LINED UP ON THEIR KNEEZ/ GAGGED AND TIED UP AND I'M A ONE MAN FIRING SQUAD/ WITH AN ASSORTMENT OF WEAPONS TO SHRED MY RIVALS APART/ THAT MIGHT SEEM A BIT TWISTED TO SOME, SO IF YOU AIN'T FEELIN' IT/ STAY THE FUCK UP OUT MY WAY, YOU WON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT

CHORUS:
IF THERE'Z FUNK LET IT JUMP, FUNK WE EMBRACE IT/ ITS A COMMON OCCASION UP IN THIS CRIMINAL OASIS/ RIVAL CONFRONTATIONS WE GREW UP FACIN' ON DAILY BASIS/ WHICH MOLDED YOUNG SAVAGEZ PREPARED TO FIGHT THE NATION

BUCK ONE, BUCK TWO WITH MY PISTOLLLLL!!!!! -YOUNG A.Z.-
SHIFT KIT SLAPPED LOW WITH THE NITRO!!!! -LOU-E-LOU-
QUARTER OUNCE IN MY NUTZ AS THE BLUNTS LIT!!!! -YOUNG A.Z.-
HOMICIDE ON OUR MIND WHILE WE HUSTLIN'!!!! -LOU-E-LOU-


GATS N RIVALS-2ND VERSE

I AIN'T KNOWN FOR SHOOTIN' CRAPS BUT I'M KNOWN FOR SHOOTIN' SCRAPS/ WITH AN EVERLASTIN' PASSION BLASTIN' PUTTIN 'EM ON THEIR BACKS/ FOREVER RIDIN' WITH THE NORTHERNERS ON THESE SOUTHSIDE FOREIGNERS/ LEAVIN' 'EM DEAD SOAKED IN RED GOT A PICK UP FOR THE CORONER/ I ADMIT A DIRTY LIFE I LEAD JAMPACKED WITH DIRTY DEEDS/ ONLY THINGS I TRULY CARE ABOUT IS FAMILY AND HOMIEZ/ MAKIN' G'S SOUNDS APPEALIN' BUT THAT MONEY COMES AND GOES/ SO I STICK CLOSE TO MY HOMIEZ AND QUICK TO TALK SHIT TO THESE HOES/ WHEN MY THOUGHTS ARE IN A FLICKER I WASH MY BRAINS OUT WITH MALT LIQUOR/OLDE E BLESS ME WITH THE STRENGTH AND VIGOR TO KEEP ME IN THE PICTURE/ 'CAUSE THESE RIVALS TRYIN' TO BOX ME UP AND FIVE-O'S TRYIN' TO LOCK ME UP/ TRYIN' TO GET ME STUCK IN A CELL WASHED UP LIKE SNOOP WHETHER OR NOT THAT BLOCK WE BUCKED/ GOTTA BE ON MY P'S AND Q'S NEVER GIVE PIGS A REASON TO/ RUSH UP IN THE HOUSE WIT A WARRANT, THINK DEEP DON'T BELIEVE THE NEWS/ THATS THE WAY I'M LIVIN' DAILY STRUGGLE TO KEEP MY FREEDOM/FOR THE FUNK GOT A PET NAMED CLIP HOLLOWTIPS I FEED 'EM ENEMIES COME MEET 'EM............
 
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DIRTY FELLAZ

WHO ME? WOODIE A PUNK, FUCK THAT JUNK, WHAT MAKES YOU SAY THAT?/ JUST 'CAUSE I RAP DON'T MEAN I'M JUST A RAPPER I'M OUT FOR PAYBACK/ LAID BACK IN A LARK WITH THE TOP DROPPED, YEAH MY CLICK DONE GOT THE YOC HOT/ BREAKIN' EM OFF IN NINETY-FOUR GOT ENEMIES CHALKED UP, HOMEBOYZ LOCKED UP/ SUCKA WALK UP WITH YOUR GLOCK TUCKED IF YOU FEEL YOU'RE THE ONE TO KILL ME/ WANNA GET FILTHY? ENEMIES FEEL FREE PUTTIN' IT DOWN FOR THE NORTH I'M GUILTY/ OLD-E FORTIES DISTILL ME AS I SPILL MY SEED UPON THIS EARTH/ TRYIN' TO LEAVE A PART OF MY SOUL WIT A SON TO CARRY ALONG MY NAME AND WORD/ MY SON MURDER IF YOU HAVE TO BUT I DON'T STRESS THAT YOU MAKE IT A HABIT/ AND WIND UP TOO FAR GONE AND CAN'T BACK UP FORCED TO LIVE A WHOLE LIFE HAVOC/ GOTTA PROTECT MY FOLKS, REJECT ALL THOSE ONLY OUT FOR SKRILL AND FUCKIN' HOES/ 'CAUSE THEY THE ONES THAT'LL LEAVE YOU FROZE SOLO IN A CROWD OF ANGRY FOES/ THIS LIFE I CHOSE SO I CAN'T BLAME A SOUL WHEN I DIE AT A YOUNG AGE/ GANGBANGERS BODY FOUND MANGLED AND SHOT, PUZZLE THE COPS ON THE FRONT PAGE/ IN A DRUNK RAGE KILLAZ GATHER UP ARTILLERY SCATTERED IN THE CUTS/ ON A MISSION TO KILL THE OPPOSITION LEAVIN' A SCENE OF SPLATTERED GUTS/ DON'T MATTER MUCH WHO'S THE TRIGGER MAN YOUR WHOLE SETS GONNA GET A FEEL OF MY CLAN/ WITH NO DEBATE RETALIATE GET ACCUSED NEVER TAKE THE WITNESS STAND/ ARE WE VICIOUS MEN WITH A VICIOUS PLAN, HEARTLESS MURDERERS THAT INTEND/ TO KILL INNOCENT TO THE GUILTY? NAW, JUST DEALIN' WITH THE WORLD WERE LIVIN' IN/ WHERE DIVIDENDS MAKE THE WORLD SPIN, CREATING A VIOLENT WHIRLWIND/ THATS HARD TO NOT GET SUCKED UP IN, FACE IT, GONNA BE WAR TIL' THE WORLD ENDS/ SO IF DANGERS FELT FEAR FOR YOUR HEALTH, UNDERESTIMATE FILL AN EMPTY SHELF/ AT A MORGUE WITH YOUR DEAD BODY AND BLACKBIRD WILL FINISH UP WHAT AIN'T BEEN DEALT....NOW


NORTHERN CALI OFF THE STOMPILATION ALBUM.

YOU HATERS LOOKIN' AT ME, WHO YA BE? WHATCHA SEE?/ YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME SUCKA MAYBE I SHOT ONE OF YOUR HOMIEZ/ BUT KEEP ON LOOKIN' WIT CHO' MEAN MUG.... AND I'MMA REACH/ INTO MY WAISTLINE AND GREET CHA'.... WITH HEAVY HEAT/ SO RUN UP OR KEEP YOUR EYES OFF ME " THATS RIGHT"/ I HOLLER WEST TWOMP Y-O-C " SCRAPS DIE"/ NORTHERN CALI IS MY PLACE OF BIRTH SINCE I WAS CONCEIVED/ I'VE BEEN TO HELL AND BACK TWICE, FOR DEAD HOMIEZ I GRIEVE/ BUT WILL I LEAVE..THE GAME?YOU MUST BE KIDDIN' THATS FORBIDDEN'/ CHOSE TO BANG WHEN WE WERE YOUNG NOW HALF OF TWOMP STREETS UP IN PRISON/ SO I'M OBLIGATED TO MY OCCUPATION, BANGIN' MAKIN' RAPS/ I'M THE VOICE OF TRAGEDIES AND STRUGGLES THAT MY GANG HAS HAD/ WON'T HESITATE TO LAY YA' FLAT, A KILLA? NO DEBATIN' THAT/ YOU WANNA TEST ME? MAKE ME SNAP, YOU'LL WISH THAT YOU COULD TAKE IT BACK/ WITH GAME IN TACT I'M STATIN' FACTS AND LEAVIN' YOU SOAKED/ WITH THE THOUGHTS AND MENTALITY OF A GANGSTA PROVOKED.


GOT ME TWISTED

LETS TAKE IT BACK TO NINETY-THREE, FLAG HANGIN' TO THE BACK OF MY KNEE/ A THREE FIFTY SEVEN TUCKED IN MY NUTS FOR THOSE ATTACKIN' ME/ PATROLIN' THE BLOCK, THE SET, THE TURF WHATEVER YOU WANNA CALL IT/ SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD SO BOLD AIN'T NO ONE SHOT CALLIN'/ FOOL WE GOT OUR OWN GANG, AND DO OUR OWN THANG/ MONEY SECOND, BITCHES THIRD, FIRST THING BUILD A KNOWN NAME/ EARN OUR STRIPES, PUT IN WORK, OBJECTIVE LEAVE THEM RIVALS HURT/ GET YOUR HANDS ON ANY STRAP YOU CAN IF BROKEN MAKE IT WORK/ AVOID THE COPS AT ALL COSTS, NEVER COME IN CONTACT/ HIT A FENCE AND SHAKE YOU FACED WIT MURDER RESULT TO COMBAT/ AS LONG AS THAT STRAP IS LOADED HOMIE YOU GOT A CHANCE/ NEVER GIVE UP, THROW YOUR SHIT UP LET 'EM KNOW YOU READY FOR THE LAST DANCE/ ONE-EIGHT-SEVEN WE HIT THEM, SEVEN-EIGHT-ONE THEY HIT US/ BACK AND FORTH WE ALL DIE, FUCK IT! IN MY NORTHERNERS I TRUST/ TO RIDE'S A MUST, WHENEVER I BUST CAN'T LET 'EM MATCH BALLISTICS/ WEAPON GONE, NEW STRAP ON MY PERSON "THEY GOT ME TWISTED"


#5 OFF YOUNG DROOPS MOMENT OF IMPACT

WANNABE KILLAZ JAWJACKIN', BUT NEVER SEEN KNOW ACTION/ NEVER EARNED A STRIPE IN THEIR LIFE BUT THEY KILLAZ WHEN THEY RAPPIN'/ TALKIN' ABOUT THEY PACKIN' THIS AND THAT, THATS THE SHIT THAT MAKES ME LAUGH/ WHO YA'LL KILL? WHO'S BLOOD YOU SPILL? NOT A SOUL, YA'LL FAKE LIKE THAT/ IMPOSTERS TALKIN' OUT YOUR ASS, A GANGSTA YOU NEVER BEEN/ ALBUM COVERS IN DIAMONDS HOLDIN' GOLD PLATED MAC ELEVENS/ WHO YA'LL THINK YA'LL FOOLIN'? HONESTLY THAT SHIT IS COMEDY/ BIG BALLIN' ON THE BEATS BUT BARELY CRAWLIN' ON THE STREETS


THE CLOCK IS TICKIN-1ST VERSE

BULLETS FLY
QUICKER THAN THE EYE
AS YOU WAS HITTIN' MARYJANE
TO EASE THE PAIN
YOUR HOMIE DIED
MUTHAFUCKA I'MMA RIDE
'TIL THE RALLIES ON STEEL
I'M IN THE BUSHES CAMOFLAUGED
AIN'T THINKIN' 'BOUT NO CLIENTELE
IF I FAIL I ROT IN JAIL
AND IF I SUCCEED
I BURN IN HELL
SO EITHER WAY I'M FUCKED IN THESE STREETS
THE BIBLE SAYS I LIVE MY LIFE WRONG
STATISTICS SAY I'LL DIE YOUNG
I CAN'T DISAGREE 'CAUSE I'M A FUCKIN' WALKIN' TIMEBOMB
THE CLOCK IS TICKIN'
FINGERS ITCHIN'
TO UNLEASH A BEAST
AND THIRTY-TWO EMPTY HOMIES
THAT ARE DYIN' TO FEAST
UPON YOUR FLESH, YOU WANNA KILL ME?
SUCKA REALLY?
YOU'RE THE TYPE TO PULL YOUR STRAP
AND SHOOT HOLES IN THE CEILING
YOU'RE NOT CUT OUT FOR KILLING
SUCKA GIVE IT UP
PUT YOUR STRAP ASIDE RIDE TO THE CLUB
AND LIVE IT UP..
I'M TO THE CUTS!!!!
 
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N-THA BAY

ITS THAT W-E-S-T T-W-O-M-P
REPRESENTER NON-PRETENDER W DOUBLE-O-D-I-E
THAT TOOK THE Y-O-C UP OUT OF EAST CO. CO.
AND LET IT BE KNOWN
THAT THERE'S SOME MAJOR SHIT CRACKIN' OFF IN THE DEEP EAST BAY WHERE G'S ROAM
FROM BLOCK TO BLOCK WIT AUTOMATIC CHOPS, REMOVABLE STOCKS AND EXTRA CLIPS
IN MOBSHOTS PUSHIN' CRANK,BOMB, X AND YAY THESE BALLAZ MAKE DOLLAZ FLIP
I NEVER DID MUCH SLANGIN' BUT BANGIN' PURSUED IT HARD
WHY THE FUCK YOU THINK THEY ALWAYS KEEPIN' NORTENOS OFF THE YARD
'CAUSE WE SMASH ON THE ENEMY, NORTHERN CAL IS OUR VICINITY
TRYIN' TA RUN SHIT ON OUR SIDE OF THE MAP, GET BLOWN BACK WITH ARTILLERY
IT'S A KNOWN FACT WE'RE OUTNUMBERED BY MANY BUT THAT DON'T MEAN A THANG
WE'RE LOWER QUANTITY BUT OUR HIGHER QUALITY'S GONNA KEEP DOMAIN
SO WHEN WE GATHER OUR TROOPS TO RATTLE YOUR BOOTS DON'T BE SHOCKED 'CAUSE I WARNED YA'
COME TO THE TOPSIDE OF CALIFORNIA SEE NORTHSIDAZ ON EVERY CORNER
THROWIN' UP THAT MIGHTY eNe PACKIN' HEAT HOLDIN' THE FORT DOWN
AND IF YOU DISAGREE YOU'RE OUT OF POCKET COMIN' UP SHORT NOW


CALLIN YOUR BLUFF-FIRST VERSE

WANNA NUT UP? SUCKA WHAT UP? RUN UP PUNK OR SHUT UP/
'CAUSE I'MMA PUT A SLUG IN YOUR LUNG AND HAVE YOU COUGHIN' BLOOD UP/
'CAUSE I'M FED UP WITH YOU SUCKAZ TALKIN' THREATS BEHIND MY BACK/
BUT WHEN YOU SEE ME YOU AVOID ME, PUNK YOU SAID YOU GONNA SNAP/
I AIN'T NO HEAVYWEIGHT SO DEMONSTRATE YOUR PLAN TO BUST MY GRILL/
I GUESS YOU HEARD IT THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE, THAT NORTENO WOODIE KILLS/
I AIN'T TRYIN' TO KNOCK YOUR TEETH OUT, I'M TRYIN' TO BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT/
WITH A TRE-FIVE-SEV I'LL LEAVE YOUR SKULL HOLLOW AND BODY LAID OUT/
IT'S THAT YOC LIFE THAT GOT ME LIKE THIS AIN'T NO POINT IN ME TO FIGHT IT/
MY VEINS ARE PUMPIN' A VIRUS AND I CALL IT HOMICIDUS/
FOR MY SCRAP KILLIN' TENDENCIES, AIN'T LOOKIN' FOR NO REMEDIES/
I'M THINKIN' OF WAYS TO GET MORE STRAPS TO EXECUTE MY ENEMIEZ/
THE A.P.D WANNA SEE THE END OF ME SO I GOTTA WATCH MY STEP/
I TAKE BACKROADS AND SPEAK IN CODE 'CAUSE PHONE CALLS THEY WILL INTERCEPT/
AND I BET, THEY'RE POSTED DOWN THE BLOCK WITH BLACK BINOCS/
STAKIN' OUT THE SPOT IF SHIT GETS HOT THEIR SCOPE IS ON MY KNOT/
I STILL PLOT STRATEGIES OF DISSAPATING GUN POWDER/
HIT THAT BLOCK WIT AN S-K CHOP AND WATCH THESE HOLLOWTIPS DEVOUR

CHORUS:

BEST BE ABLE TO WALK, WHAT YOU TALK DON'T HIGHSIDE/
DANK AND LIQUOR GOT YA' FEELIN' BRAVE YOU GONNA DIE HIGH/
YOU SPEAK OF MY DEATH, I'M CALLIN' YOUR BLUFF/
SO BEFORE YOU ISSUE THREATS BE PREPARED TO BACK IT UP


2ND VERSE:

THAT EVILNESS PREVAILS, CAN'T YOU TELL? FOLLOW THEM BLOODY TRAILS/
THAT I LEFT BEHIND YOU'LL FIND MY LIFE IS FULL OF WICKED TALEZ/
DIRTY DEEDS FULFILL MY NEEDS OF TRAGEDIES TO ENEMIES/
BEGGIN' ME FOR MERCY ON THEIR KNEES BEFORE THE TRIGGAZ SQUEEZED/
CREEPIN' THROUGH THE CUTS, MAN THAT YOC LIFE GOT ME NUTS/
GOT ME JUICED AND GETTIN' LOOSER THAN THE PUSSY OF A SLUT/
I'LL BREAK YOU OFF A FATAL SHOT TO SHOW WHAT I'M ABOUT/
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE 'CAUSE THAT'S HOW MOST THESE FOOLS GET TAKEN OUT/
A TRE-FIVE-SEV WILL SPREAD A SUCKAZ GUTS ACROSS THE BLOCK/
A TWENTY-TWO WILL BREAK HIS SKULL AND RATTLE UP HIS KNOT/
EITHER WAY HE'S GONNA DIE IF MY INTENT IS HOMICIDE/
HE COULD HAVE FORTY-FIVE CALIBERS BUT ONLY GOT ONE LIFE/
I KNOW YOU KILLAZ FEEL ME, THAT SICKNESS GOT ME PUMPED UP/
AND SUCKED UP INTO FATAL WAYS OF DEALIN' WITH WHAT COMES UP/
IT'S FUCKED UP, BUT THAT'S LIFE AND LIFE NOW DAYS JUST AIN'T RIGHT/
I'M GONNA LIVE BEHIND THE TRIGGER "TIL I'M IN MY GRAVESITE/
SO IF YOU WANT ME COME AND GET ME SUCKAZ IF YOU DARE/
YEAH I SHOT YOUR HOMIEZ AND YOU KNOW WHAT I DON'T FUCKEN CARE/
FUCK YA'LL AND THEM HATERS TOO, DO OR DIE I CHOOSE TO DO/
NORTE SIDIN' RIDIN' DOWN YOUR BLOCK WOODIEZ COMIN' THROUGH!!!!


IF I WASNT

NOW IF I WASN'T DRUNK I'D PROBALY BLOW MY FUCKEN BRAINS OUT/
THE A.P.D WANNA RING MY NECK FOR THE WAY I HANDLE THANGS NOW/
YOU THINK I GIVE A.. FUCK? MY WHOLE LIFE I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO PRESS MY LUCK/
I'M WALKIN' UP THE BLOCK WIT A LIMP FROM THE S-K CHOP TUCKED IN MY NUTS/
I HOPE THIS GOES AS PLANNED, IT'S BEEN ABOUT 2 WEEKS I'VE BEEN PLOTTIN'/
ABOUT HOW FAR TO PARK THE GETAWAY AND HOW MANY FENCES I'LL BE HOPPIN'/
HOW MANY BACKYARDS GOT DOGS? FUCK THAT, KILL 'EM WITH THE STEAK AND D-CON/
THEN DO MY DIRTY DEED COMMENCE TO HIT THAT FENCE AND BE GONE/
FOR THE FUTURE BLASTIN', GOTTA KEEP MY ASS UP OUT THE CASKET/
OR MY CLICK GONNA BE ONE LESS DEEP THATS ONE LESS SOLDIER IN ACTION/
AND WE CAN'T AFFORD THAT, TOO MANY RIDERS ALREADY SWALLOWED/
BUT WE HANGIN' ON WIT A LEFT HAND GRIP WHILE OUR RIGHT HANDS BUCKIN' HOLLOWZ/
HOLLERIN' YOC LIFE..NORTE..FUCK DIRTEEN..CATORCE/
I EARN A STRIPE FOR THE NORTE SIDE EVERY SCRAP LIFE I MAKE FORFEIT/
PLUS THERE'S MORE SHIT I MUST TEND TO DUE TO THE BACKSTABBIN' I'VE BEEN THROUGH/
ANTIOCH'S MY PLACE OF VENUE FOR EX-HOMIEZ ON MY MENU/
CHALK IT UP TO THE EVIL THAT MEN DO WHEN I VENTILATE YOUR CHEST/
AND YOU CAN'T HELP BUT PISS AND SHIT ALL OVER YOURSELF AND MEET YOUR DEATH/
TAKE YOUR LAST BREATH.
 
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BLACKBIRD

BLACKBIRD!!!!
DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN I BOUGHT THE SEVENTY-FIVE CAPRICE GLASSHOUSE/
I CAME BACK TO THE YOC AFTER PULLIN' EIGHT HUNDRED CASH OUT/
WE TOOK IT TO MY POPS SHOP.. AND SANDED IT DOWN/
GOT IT SPRAYED APPLE GREEN, WE SIXTEEN THROUGH THE TOWN/
THAT WAS WHEN THE CLICK DOWN-N-DIRTY ALBUM JUST DROPPED/
AND THAT MR.FLAMBOYANT MADE THEM BY 9'S KNOCK/
WE WERE DIPPIN' SO HARD WE HAD THE WHEEL COMIN' OFF THE GROUND/
TRYIN' TO PEEL EVERY NOTCH IN TOWN/
WHILE ATTEMPTIN' TO KEEP THE YOC LOCKED DOWN/
ANY SCRAPS WE RAN ACROSS WE HOPPED OUT AND GOT DOWN/
DRINKIN' FORTIES, SMOKIN' BAMMER, EARNIN' STRIPES WAS OUR LIFE/
BUYIN' ANY STRAP WE COULD, WHAT GOOD WAS A KNIFE?/
WE WAS TRYIN' TA TAKE 'EM ALL OUT THE GAME/
AND AT THE SAME TIME HAVE THE HOES CALLIN' OUR NAME/
WE WERE NIEVE AND YOUNG.... MAYBE EVEN DUMB/
BUT THERE'S NOTHIN' LIKE THE FEELIN' WHEN THE RESPECT COME/
'CAUSE MANY RECOGNIZED WE GOT DOWN TO BUSINESS/
AND VERY CAPABLE OF LEAVIN' ENEMIES WIGS SPLIT/
WE WAS KIDS.... SHOWIN' UP TO SCHOOL THE NEXT DAY/
LIKE NOTHIN' HAPPENED, IT'S ALL PART OF LIFE IN THE BAY...HEY/
I GUESS OUR FATHERS BRED SOME KILLAZ/
BUT I'M STILL HERE AND YOU'RE GONE AND I DON'T FEEL A/
MUTHAFUCKIN' THANG OF THAT, I WANNA BRING IT BACK/
BLACKBIRD!!!! I WISH I COULD BRING YA BACK

CHORUS:
BLACKBIRD, DEDICATED....HIS LIFE TO THE GANG/
SO IF YOU'RE.. NORTENO, REMEMBER HIS NAME/
CARLOS JOSEPH RAMIREZ, A SOLDIER MUCH LOVED/
AMONGST MANY HOMEBOYZ, WHO NOW REST ABOVE.


COUNTY WAYZ

PULLIN' UP IN A LARK ON RALLIES REPRESENTIN' EAST CO. CO. COUNTY/
YOUR BOY WOODIE DONE HOOKED UP WITH SOME HOMEBOYZ FROM THE VALLEY/
WE UNITIN' NORTHERN CALI WHILE LEAVIN' THEM RIVALS CHOKIN' ON BLOOD/
PUSH COME TO SHOVE, I'M TUCKIN' MY PISTOL RELEASIN' THEM "SK" SLUGZ/
I'M RIDIN' AROUND WIT AN OLD-E.... CRACKED, SWIGGIN IT AT THE STOPLIGHTS/
PREPARED TO DUMP ON ENEMIEZ, COMMITTIN' DIRTY DEEDS LIVIN' THAT YOC LIFE/
SPORTIN' CACKIES WIT A WIFE BEATER, NIKE CORTEZ AND A WHITE T-SHIRT/
I DON'T DRESS FOR FUN OR TO IMPRESS SOMEONE I'M STRAPPED UP READY TO MEET CHA/
BEAT CHA, DEFEAT CHA, PUT YOU IN THE DIRT WITH THE REST OF THE RATS AND RIVALZ/
OF ALL KINDS, BUT AT ALL TIMES, EXTRA POINTS FOR "SUR"ICIDALS/
I'VE BEEN LIVIN' THIS LIFE FOR YEARS BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS INDUCE MY HATRED/
AS I COCK BACK THIS LIFE TAKER, GET PREPARED TO MEET YOUR FATE SNITCH/
I MAKE THIS.. LIFE SEEM APPEALING, BUT HOMEBOY IT'S NOT/
WHEN FIVE-O TACKLE YOU, SHACKLE YOU, THROW YOU IN A CELL AND YOU HEAR THAT STEEL DOOR LOCK/
BUT IT DON'T STOP, THIS GANGBANGIN' FLAGS HANGIN' ON THE BLOCK/
I CAN TRY TO MAINTAIN BUT I'M STUCK IN THIS LIFE 'TIL A RIVAL SPLITS MY KNOT


DIRTY DEEDS

I'M STRAPPED WIT A BLACK SNUB TRE-EIGHT/PACKED WITH A HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE PLUS GRAINS/ THAT EXTRA LOAD WIT A HOLLOW SWALLOW YOUR LAST BREATH WHEN IT TOUCH BRAINS/THESE BLOODSTAINS OF ENEMIES ARE THE SINS OF ME LIVIN' THAT YOC LIFE/ BUT UNTIL I DIE ITS A LIE THATS WHY FIFTY GOT MY GANG IN THE SPOTLIGHT/ BREAKIN' 'EM OFF IN DIFFERENT FASHIONS/MAYBE I'LL SHANK 'EM/ MAYBE I'LL BLAST 'EM/ THE PUNK ASS FIVE-O, RATS AND RIVALS KINDLE MY HOMICIDAL PASSION/
I'M MASHIN'/ FOR THAT EVERLASTIN' TWENTIETH STREET I'M RIDIN'
CONFIDIN'/ IN MYSELF/ LIL' BIRD AND L'S/ EVERYBODY ELSE TESTIFYIN'/ SOON DYIN'/ TRYIN' TO KEEP MY FREEDOM/ IF I DON'T BEAT THE PIGS/ I'LL LIVE IN A CELL/ NO BAIL/ DOIN' 25 WIT AN "L"/ I'D RATHER GET MURDERED AND GO TO HELL..../ I BAIL THRU THE CUTS OF THE YOC IN A LARK ON RALLY'S/ BACKSTREET ALLEYS ALLOW ME/ TO SHAKE THE SPOT AND PURSUE MY PLOTS OF GANGBANGIN' IN NORTHERN CALI/ CO. CO. COUNTY'S HELLA SHADY/SOMEBODY'S CATCHIN' 3 STRIKES DAILY/ I GOTTA MAINTAIN/ LET MY NUTS HANG/ USE MY BRAIN AND MAKE THIS LIFESTYLE PAY ME/ FADE ME?/ I DON'T THINK SO/ WIPE YOUR MEMORY WITH A SINGLE/..SHOT FROM A TRE-FIVE-SEV/ VIBRATION MAKE MY FINGERS TINGLE/...I SPEAK/THAT YOC-TOWN LINGO AND MINGLE WITH NORTHERNERS/ WHO'VE BLOWN UP THE SPOT/GOT THE YOC HOT/KICKIN' UP ENOURMOUS DUST/
DISCUSS NOTHIN' STRAIGHT BUSTIN' UPON YOUR CLICK THOUGHT I WASN'T/ AS PISTOL CHAMBERS REARRANGES GUTS THIS SHIT GETS DISGUSTIN'/ WITH ALL THESE HOMIEZ SWITCHIN' UP I'M NOT QUITE SURE WHO TO TRUST/ SO I JUST FOLLOW MY GUT/ AND LET IT BE KNOWN/ FOR THE NORTE SIDE I BUST.


NORTE SIDIN'

MUCH PRIDE NORTHSIDE OF THE GOLDEN STATE
IT'S WOODIE WOOD FROM THE A-N-T-I-O-C-H
WHERE THE CRACKBACK'S POTENT AND THE PIGS ARE DEEP
FOR EVERY NEW BATCH COOKED HALF THE TOWN DON'T SLEEP
AND I CREEP IN A SIXETY-NINE LARK WITH DUALS
BARKIN' UP THE BLOCK ON RALLIES CHROME SHININ' LIKE JEWELS
SWINGIN' SIDEWAYS TO HIGHWAYS AFTER AIMIN' FOR BRAINS WITH MY EYES ALL DIALATED SWERVIN' THRU LANES
SHIT'S GONE STRANGE BUT I WAS UP IN FUNK BEFORE THAT
SO NOTHIN'S REALLY CHANGED IN THIS YOC LIFE FORMAT
HOMIEZ GONE OR DOIN' TIME SO THE CLICK AIN'T AS DEEP
BUT WE STILL NORTE SIDIN' RIDIN' ON YOUR BUMPER WITH HEAT
WITH BEAT QUAKIN' OUT THE WINDOW SPITTIN' YOC LIFE LINGO
THAT SHITS SO TIGHT IT MAKES MY EARS TINGLE
A SINGLE SHOT DEUCE-DEUCE IS ALL IT TAKES
TO RATTLE UP HIS BRAINS AND KILL HIS PARENTS MISTAKE
BUT I PREFER TO TUCK A TRE-FIVE-SEV IN MY NUTS
SO I CAN HIT "EM WITH A GUTSHOT FUCKIN' 'EM UP

CHORUS 2X:

LIVIN' IN THE SKIRTS OF THE EAST BAY
CO. CO. COUNTY CRANK AND BOMB KEEP THE BALLAZ PAID
BUT YOU CAN'T FADE WHEN THE SOLDIERS GET TO RIDIN'
FLARED UP TEARIN' IT UP NORTE SIDIN' "SSIIIIDIN"

YOC INFLUENCED WHAT THE FUCK DOES IT MEAN?
IT'S THE REASON WHY I'M COCKIN' BACK AND BLOWIN' OUT YOUR SPLEEN
IT COULD MEAN THAT YOU'RE ALL ABOUT YOUR GREEN AND COPPIN' ZITOS
AND ROLLIN' ON THE TRIPLE GOLDS AND VOGUES AND SERVIN' VITOS
THEM C-NOTES MIGHT HAVE YOU FLOSSIN' WITH THE TOWN SEWED UP
BUT HIT THE COUNTY YOU'S A BITCH OR SNITCH YOU GETTIN' ROLLED UP SWOLLED UP
SO I'M A SOLDIERFIED YOC SWINGER
A MALT LIQUOR DRINKER A FUCKIN' DEEP THINKER
UNTIL I HIT THAT GRAVE BETTER COUNT ME AS A FACTOR
'CAUSE I AIN'T NEVER BEEN NO SHOOTIN' BLANKS HOLLYWOOD ACTOR
PREPARED TO SCRAP DOWN AS I POUND THRU THIS TOWN
OF A HUNDRED THOUSAND PEOPLE FIFTY THOUSAND LIVIN' FOUL
BACK IN NINETY-TWO ONLY A FEW OF US WERE RIDIN'
NINETY-THREE, WHO ARE THESE FOOLS SOUTHSIDIN'?
NINETY-FOUR WE KEPT THE PISTOL CHAMBERS SMOKIN'
NINETY-FIVE THEY REALIZED THE YOC AIN'T JOKIN'
NINETY-SIX HALF THE HOMIEZ MOVED TO SLANGIN'
THAT'S ALL GOOD BUT WHY'D YOU FOOLS QUIT BANGIN?
NINETY-SEVEN FUCK IT I AIN'T EVEN TRIPPIN'
LOVE THE HOMIEZ I GOT EVEN MORE AND KEEP DIPPIN'
LET THE RECORD STATE IN NINETY-EIGHT SHALL I DIE WRITE THE WORDS
IN MY OBITUARY FOR THE NORTHSIDE I SERVED

CHORUS 2X


ENDING CHORUS


LIVIN' LIFE STRAPPED PUT A TARGET ON A SCRAP
AND I'MMA HIT A BULLSEYE 'CAUSE IT'S LIKE THAT
WOODIE'S ALREADY HATED FOR THE FACT I'M GANG RELATED
FUCK RAPPIN' ABOUT THAT BULLSHIT, BEEN THRU TO MUCH TO FAKE IT
 
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yo i jus wanted to speak on woddie's shit. yo dogg u got heat homie i respect ur shit to the fullest im from pittsburg and my brothers up in the pin fightin a case that could give him 25 with an L so i relate to ur shit and i know those streets. Im waitin on some new shit homie stay up.
 
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LIL LOS LYRICS:

SHITS GONE STRANGE

As my mind falls blind to a cloud of smoke/ Stroke chambers with my fingers and hope/ Dirty blood gets spilled tonight, nine mills spit tight, hit right/ make your fate when there sent on flight goodnight, Irene/ I mean nice dreams when I let loose, induce sixteen in your spleen/ And produce another murder scene/ My bullets fiend in teams to scream from an auto machine/ and put your ass to sleep tweak, when I creep, peep/ These sticky situations, incarsurations what I'm facing/ But ther's no hesitations when I relieve frustrations/ the case is..huh, you bruised my pride/ But I refuse to loose so I'll choose to ride/ My side, my folks will leave you smoked hoe, no doubt/ and that weak move that you choosed leave you two singled out/ There's lessons to be learned, tables to be turned/ Treason is the reason for our bridges being burned/ Stripes earned when hollow tips drip from a clip bitch/ rip shit when the clips spits and wipe you off my hitlist/ and witness the bitchness from homies that were with this/ at one time, but funk rised and switched up with the quickness/ your dickless, and giving Northern Cal a bad name/ Homies going against the grain, damn shit's gone strange.

LIL' LOS VERSE - "LOYALITY":

Times are getting hectic, my phone calls intercepted/ my home boys were defective, talking to detectives/ I can't undertstand it how you picked up these habbits/ all you back stabbing faggots are making Los the maddest/ Motherfucker in in E double C county/ Got me creeping through these streets with nina calean/ I gotta bring this thing to a closure/ gotta aproach ya and smoke ya like a fat sack of dosher/ My boy Wood had told ya in Northern Exposure/ That a hostile soldier is liable to fold ya/ Packing heaters in holsters, you got me smoking my roaches/ and the stress is so high, it's turning alkies (alchoholics) to tokers/ It's hard to focus on my life dreams/ when I got these shisty haters right behind me/ I likely to snap, react and grab the strap from the small of my back/ ain't no telling where I'm at when I'm high off the yac/ I'm from a place deep in the bay/ where you can't get away from suckas that are two faced/ and it's a damn shame, giving the town a bad name/ got me popping like champagne at rat's and rival's membranes.

LIL' LOS VERSE - "NORTHSIDE GANGBANG":

This is Antioch kill a cop, fuck a hoe and shoot a scrap/ peel a knot how I was taught, don't get caught and stay on top/ watch you drop to the dirt and smerk when I cut turf/ fuck survivors of my rivals I'll be at it every rebirth/ and we lerks in the cuts of East Co. Co. County/All through out Northern Cali Northerners are getting rowdy/ from the valley to the bay man, this is how we gang bang/ posted in the alley way, creating scenes with yellow tape/ dank gets laced, liqours chased, red flag on my face/ and I'm gonna illustrate hate with a snub nose thirty-eight/ and feeling great when I deplete the oppsing team/ get the enemies by any means but leave the scene clean/ I keep my chrome polished and feel kinda hasty when I haul it/ And quickly will see how ugly it gets over shady comments/ Hear me out when you stomp this, FUCK YOUR SIDE/ All through out the Nine-Duece-Five is where I sworn to ride.

LIL' LOS VERSE - "DIRTY DEEDS"

Yoc what? Your glock what? Yeah you better take a shot punk/
cause aint no turning back when you flaunt your strap, leave your cap peeled when I dump chump/when the funk jumps, gotta be on my toes, ammunition dishing out in rows/ keep foes in check with effect when I rip there neck when I let loose hoe/duece-0 block props got cops on our jocks, but popping shots will not stop/
slap a scrap off the map when I tap his back when I blast a black chop/aftershock liquifies my brain and mary jane invades my vains to maintain and hang when I gang-bang, inflict pain when I sprinkle grains, cane drain/coats my throat when I off choke smoke, approach the roach til it's all she wrote/ smoke dope and rap twist caps and try to cope with rats backstabbing folks/That's why I stay high off dosher, remain a yoc town soldier/
exposure to shady times gots my mind anti-sober/gotta stay blazed in theses crazed days, hazed by norte ways it's not a phase/steady amazed on how things changed-rearranged but it aint no thang/still hang and claim with my real folks, it's fucked up cause I gotta kill folks/hit your block with a chop and peel throats, blast with a mask and let these skills show/let me fell your repents when I let thirty do you dirty/folks wanna battle us, gotta handle this, it's skandolous for shirley/that girly got me numb for 781 redrum/ain't no fun trying to shun my gun when the sights tight up on your lungs/pump your chest with an s.k.s. and bless your dome witha tre-eight chrome/murder zone created, stated when the funk is on.

 
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WOODIE- DREAMIN A LIFE-


1ST VERSE


FOR MY....CLICK TO SUCCEED HOW MANY SOLDIERS MUST BLEED?
WE JUST WANNA LIVE COMFORTABLE SPREAD OUR SEED AND CARRY ON OUR BREED
EACH OF US NEED ..AN OLD SCHOOL INDEED
CANDY PAINT, DROPTOP, GOLD THANGS CALL IT GREED
SO IT BE, WE ALSO WANT A BENZ 500 SE LACED WITH CHROME
S.U.V FOR THE FAMILY, 7 BEDROOM 4 BATH HOME
FLOORS MADE OUT OF MARBLE STONE, SWIMMIN' POOL WIT A WATERFALL
RECORD COMPANY CHECKS PAY THE BILLS NOBODY'S GOTTA BALL
PLUS WE'LL TAKE A DIME FROM EVERY DOLLAR THAT WE MAKE SO
WE CAN PACK AND STACK UP MORE ARTILLERY THAN WACO
AIN'T NO FITS LIKE THE ONES WE GOT
I'M TALKIN' DICKIES AND CORTEZ IN COLORS THEY DON'T STOCK
AND EVERY HOMIE GOT A PIT BULL, REFRIDGERATOR PACKED FULL
PLUS A BAR WITH EVERY LIQUOR IMAGINABLE
SNOOP WOULD BE OUT OF THE HOLE BACK WITH HIS FOLKZ LIVIN' THE FINER WAYS
WITH HAND PAINTED PORTRAITS OF DEAD HOMIEZ ABOVE THE FIRE PLACE
WE WON'T LET MONEY CHANGE US BUT STILL BEWARE OF STRANGERS
REMAININ' SOLDIERS, STREETS HAVE SHOWED US JEALOUS MEN ARE DANGEROUS
RIGHT NOW A 4 CAR GARAGE IS JUST A MIRAGE
BUT JUST THE THOUGHT OF SUCH A LIFE KEEPS ME STRUGGLIN' FOR THE CAUSE

CHORUS SANG:
DREAMIN A LIFE
WHERE THE MONEY AIN'T TIGHT
AND EVERY RIDE'S DIPPED IN CANDY
TRIPLE GOLD REFLECTIONS SHINE BRIGHT
WE ALL GOT A HOUSE ON A HILL
EVERYBODY GOT A CROP OF THE KILL
AS WE SMOKE, DRINK, KICK BACK AND CHILL
WE DIVIDE UP ANOTHER MILLION DOLLAR BILLS

B-DAWG VERSE

SHADOW VERSE

4TH VERSE


CAN WE?....HOP ON A FLIGHT..AND TOUCH DOWN IN TAHITI
OR EVEN THE CARRIBBEAN, HAWAII OR FIJI
JUST MAKE IT TROPICAL WITH LOTS OF BLUE WATER AND WHITE SAND
WE WANNA BE GREETED BY NATIVE BEAUTYS WHEN THE FLIGHT LANDS
CHECK INTO A FIVE STAR HOTEL, RENT THE TOP FLOOR
WITH OCEAN VIEWS TO DIE FOR, NO THOUGHTS ABOUT WHAT COST MORE
WE'LL MEET DOWN ON THE BEACH HOMEBOYZ THROW YOUR CUT OFF CACKS ON
THERE'S HUNDREDS OF NOTCHES IN BIKINIS TO GET YOUR MACK ON
THEN WE'LL SLIDE ON UP TO SOME BAR THEY CALL THE ISLAND HUT
SITTIN' ON THE OCEANFRONT ROLL A BLUNT AND LIGHT IT UP
ORDER UP MARGARITAS, COCONUT COOLERS WIT TEQUILA
APPETIZERS TO FEED US TOPPED OFF WITH LOBSTER FAJITAS
NOW THAT WOULD BE THE....LIFE, MY ANGERS AT EASE
YOU CAN HEAR THE OCEAN BREEZE BLOWIN' THROUGH THE PALM TREES
AS THE SUN SINKS SLOWLY AND THE STARS IGNITE
BIKINI MODELS TALKIN' ABOUT LET'S RENDEVOUS TONIGHT
WHO WOULD BELIEVE? WE OUTLAWS HAD A TRICK UP OUR SLEEVE
THAT WOULD ALLOW US TO LIVE AND ENJOY LIFES' LUXURIES
WE STARTED IN THE STREETS GUTTER BOUND PUTTIN' IN WORK PREPARED FOR JAIL
AND YA'LL JUST GOT BROKE OFF A PIECE OF A NORTENOS FAIRYTALE


PRAY FOR ME 1ST VERSE

HOW MANY HOMIEZ HAVE YOU LOST? HOW MANY LIVES HAVE YOU TOOK?
IF I TAKE A LIFE THEN SAVE A LIFE WILL GOD OVERLOOK/
'CAUSE I'M A GIVER AND A TAKER, GANGBANGIN' MONEY MAKER
AN ANTI-SOCIAL MIGHT GO POSTAL DEALIN' WITH MY ANGER
TYPE OF GUY, TAKE A QUICK LOOK AT MY LIFE AND YOU'LL SEE WHY
AND YOU'LL REALIZE THAT MY THOUGHTS OF KILLIN' PEOPLE'S JUSTIFIED
I'M SURROUNDED BY KILLAZ WITH BOTTLED FEELIN'S REFUSIN' TO CRY
THE CLICK I'M FROM HALF THE HOMIEZ LOCKED UP FOR LIFE OR DIED
NORTHSIDE, WEST TWOMP, ANTIOCH THAT'S WHERE IT STARTED AT
YOUNG AND BROKE KILLAZ PUTTIN' -N- MAJOR WORK WITH FIVE SHOT STARTER GATS
RIFLES WERE TO HARD TO PACK SO CUT THE STOCK AND BARREL OFF
WIT SHOTGUNS TUCKED BETWEEN OUR NUTS, TO DISRESPECT WE DARED YA'LL
JUST SOME TEENY BOPPERS OUT ON MISSIONS EARNIN' STRIPES
MOMMAZ CRYIN' 'CAUSE THEIR BABIES COMIN' HOME FROM GUNFIGHTS
WE PICKED ONE HELL OF A LIFE TO LEAD, IT SEEMS LIKE WE FIGHT TO BLEED
BUT DEEP DOWN THERE'S A STRUGGLE DON'T GIVE UP AND WE MIGHT SUCCEED

CHORUS:
PRAY FOR ME
BUT DON'T FEAR FOR MY SAFETY
THE STREETS RAISED ME
TO NEVER LET ANOTHER MAN BREAK ME
ALTHOUGH LATELY
I CAN FEEL THE CALL OF DEATH CHASE ME
I'VE SINNED GREATLY
LORD TAKE ME, FORGIVE ME, SHOW MERCY


STREETS ARE CALLIN' ME VERSE 1

I LIVE A LIFESTYLE COVERED UP BY DARK CLOUDS
DEALIN' WITH THESE SUCKAZ BUT THEY ONLY SEEM TO BARK LOUD
BUT STILL I KEEP A STRAP FOR WHEN I COME ACROSS A KILLA
I DREAD THE DAY I'LL HAVE TO FIGHT THE KILLA IN THE MIRROR
I WAKE UP EVERY MORNIN' HIT MY FIFTH AND HOPE I LIVE
JUST ANOTHER DAY TO SEE WHAT TOMORROWS GOT TO GIVE
I'M ADDICTED TO THE LIQUOR, IN A DAZE I PEEL THE STICKER
OFF ANOTHER FORTY OUNCE AND WONDER HOW DID MY LIFE GET HERE?
MY ONLY GOALS ARE STAYIN' DRUNK AND ELIMINATIN' FUNK
FUCKIN' HOES AND ROLLIN' TRIPLE GOLDS WITH BASS UP IN THE TRUNK
MY MOTHER ASKS ME EVERY DAY ARE YOU STILL BANGIN'?
I LIE AND TELL HER NO BUT HER HEART KNOWS I AIN'T CHANGED NONE
I HATE TO SEE HER CRY, I WIPE THE TEARS FROM HER EYES
AND TRY TO TELL HER EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALLRIGHT
I HUG HER TIGHTLY, AS I LEAVE IT BOTHERS ME
BUT FOR NOW I GOTTA GO 'CAUSE THE STREETS ARE CALLIN' ME


NORTHSIDE GANGBANG-FIRST VERSE

COCK YOUR STRAP HOMEBOYZ, WE GONNA RIDE AND PUT THESE RIVALS IN THE DIRT
WE'LL HIT 'EM HARD WHERE IT HURTS WITH STRATEGIES NO SLOPPY WORK
SO DON'T FORGET YOUR GLOVES, COVER YOUR MUG, DRESS IN BLACK TO MATCH THE NIGHT
AND RED FLAGZ IS A MUST HAVE 'CAUSE WE AIN'T FLAGGIN' STARS AND STRIPES
WE PUTTIN' IT DOWN FOR THE NORTHERN CAL, LIVIN' A LIFE CONSIDERED FOUL
WHY DO I GANGBANG? IT'S JUST MY THANG, GOT A SHORT IN MY BRAIN, HUH SO NOW
HERE I COME WIT A FAT ASS CHOP, SK SLUGS YOUR VEST CAN'T STOP
SETTIN' YOU UP LIKE A CROOKED COP AT A SPOT WHERE YOU THOUGHT YOU'D RECOP
HA HA!! YOUR DEAD NOW, HOW MANY WANT MY HEAD NOW?!
I CARE LESS, I GOT BLACKBIRD WAITIN' FOR ME TO TOUCHDOWN
SO UNTIL THAT DAY COMES, YOU'LL CATCH ME CRACKIN' FORTIES
COCKIN' PISTOLS, RIDIN' WITH HOMIEZ DON'T APPROACH UNLESS YOU KNOW ME!!!!

CHORUS 4X

NORTHSIDE GANGBANG, RED FLAGZ HANG
IN NORTHERN CALI HOMEBOYZ FROM THE VALLEY TO THE BAY CLAIM



THIRD VERSE

WE'RE TIPPY-TOEIN' THROUGH THERE SET, MISSION TO KILL A VET
BUSH TO BUSH WE INFILTRATE AT A RATE NOT BREAKIN' A SWEAT
KEEP OUR HEADS STRAIGHT, INNITIATE TACTICS 'CAUSIN' DEFEAT
AND LEAVE SOME BLOODY RIVAL MEAT IN THE STREET BEFORE WE RETREAT
DON'T GET COLD FEET YOUNGSTA!! YOU BETTER EARN YOUR STRIPES
DON'T HESITATE WITH THAT TRE-EIGHT TO LEAVE A RIVALS HEAD SPLICED
'CAUSE ONCE YOU'RE CAUGHT UP IN THE LIFE, FOREVER DANGER YOU'LL BE LIVIN'
LOYALTY'S ABOVE ALL LAWS, SNITCHES DIE UNFORGIVEN
'CAUSE WE'RE SOLDIERS IN A BATTLEFIELD TO EARN RESPECT WE HAVE TO KILL
SELF DESTRUCTIVE DEMONS??POSSIBLY, DEPENDS ON HOW YOU FEEL
BUT LET WARN THE BLIND LET ME INFORM ALL THE HOMIEZ
I FORSEEN A WAR WHEN THE WHITE HOUSE SAID THEY'RE CAPABLE OF CLONING
PART OF A PLOT TO ENSLAVE, HOMEBOYZ KEEP STOCKPILIN' WEAPONS
SO WHEN THE ENEMIES GET TO STEPPIN' WITH WEAPONS FROM ALL DIRECTIONS
WE COULD, GO OUT WIT A BANG AND THAT NORTHERNER GANG
SHALL FOREVER RETAIN RESPECT WITH LEGACY STATUS ATTAINED!!!!

IF I DIE TONITE VERSE 2[B/]

FROM AMMUNITION DECISIONS TO CHOPPIN' GAME WITH PRECISION
I'VE LEARNED MY INNER VISIONS MAINTAIN MY INSANE LIVIN'
MY ACHIEVEMENTS IN THE EYES OF AN AVERAGE PERSON
MIGHT SEEM INADEQUATE, AIN'T THAT A BITCH? I'M STILL LOADIN', DISPERSIN'
BULLETS IN ANY DIRECTION MY PERCEPTION PERCIEVES ENEMIES
FIGHTIN' OFF INFECTIONS BEST I CAN WITH OLD-E REMEDIES
MY LIFE FULL OF DIRTY DEEDS RUNS DEEPER THAN THE SEVEN SEAS
COME TRY TO GET THIS, I'VE BEEN WITNESS TO THINGS YOU'LL NEVER SEE
AND MAYBE PARTICIPATED, INNITIATED AND DISPLAYED IT
TO THE PUBLIC, YEAH I THUG IT, ACTS OF SATAN GOT 'EM FADED
JUST THE WAY THAT I WAS RAISED BROUGHT UP IN THESE FINAL DAYS
SO FAR BULLETS ONLY GRAZED THIS MAN OF YOC INFLUENCED WAYS
SO FUCK ALL THE CHITTER CHATTER OPPOSITE OF LIVIN' FATTER
I'MMA KEEP STACKIN' AND DRINKIN' TIL THAT LIQUOR RIP MY BLADDER
OR A RIVAL GETS HIS WISH AND GOT ME SLEEPIN' WITH THE FISH
WHATEVERS FIRST THAT'S MY CURSE, 'TIL THEN AIN'T GOTTA DEAL WITH IT
THE WAY I'M LOOKED UPON? AIN'T NOBODY LIKE CHAKA KHAN
THAT COULD LOVE ME BETTER THAN MYSELF SO YA'LL KEEP LOOKIN' ON
I'MMA CONTINUE MY JOURNEY, STAY YEARNING FOR BETTER BLISS
WITH A FULLY AUTO S.K.S IN CASE I EVER MISS
IT'S MY LIFE!!!!


WHATEVER THO- 3RD VERSE

YOU WANNA TALK BEHIND MY BACK AND JAWJACK AMONGST FEMALE COMPANY
AND EVERY WORD UP OUT YOUR MOUTH EVENTUALLY GON' COME TO ME
HOW DUMB COULD YA BE, MAYBE YOU REALLY WANNA SEE ME
BUT MOST LIKELY YOU A SUCKA AND YOU HATIN' YOU CAN'T BE ME
PROBALY GOT THAT A.D.D., ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDER
AND YOU'VE NOTICED WHEN YOU SAY MY NAME THAT PEOPLE WON'T IGNORE YA'
THAT'S PATHETIC JUST ANOTHER SORRY CHUMP IN THE GAME
GO AHEAD KEEP BUMPIN' MY NAME 'CAUSE YOU JUST PUMPIN' MY FAME
BUT IF WE CROSS PATHS, HAUL ASS OR BE PREPARED TO AIM
'CAUSE I'MMA DRAW FAST, COCK BLAST WITH HEAT TO TEAR YOUR BRAIN
'CAUSE I'VE....HAD IT UP TO HERE
DO YOUR HISTORY I GOT MY STRIPES SUCKA YOU AIN'T PUMPIN' FEAR
SO COME NEAR AND GET A DOSE OF THIS ANTIOCH WEST TWOMPSTER
THE DEMON IN ME WANTS TA GO BACK TO A MONSTER
AND PUT THIS MUSIC SHIT ON STAND-BY TO MAKE A MAN DIE
HOW DO I COPE WITH THIS, I FOCUS ON THE GRAND PRIZE

 
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FUCK HOW YOU FEELIN'............6TH VERSE-WOODIE

FUCK HOW YOU FEELIN' KEEP YOUR OPINION TO YOURSELF
EAST CO. CO. RECORDS RUNS DEEPER THAN SOME RAPPERS JUST OUT FOR WEALTH
I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL SLAP THE TASTE OUT YOUR MOUTH
IF YOU GET TO SPEAKIN' ON SOMETHIN' YOU KNOW NOTHIN' ABOUT
KNOCK THEM TEETH OUT
AND IF YOU'RE TWICE MY SIZE REALIZE THAT DON'T MEAN SHIT TO ME
SIXTEEN HOLLOWTIPS IN MY CLIP ARE QUICK TO BRING YOU TO YOUR KNEES
AND IF I GET CAUGHT AND HIT THE PEN, FUCK IT, I DONE EXPECTED IT
I CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH FOR MY TOWN I'M TIRED OF PROTECTIN' IT
STILL CAN'T GET OVER BLOOD SPILLED OF HOMEBOYZ THAT I LOVED KILLED
I SPIT ON YOU SUCKAZ THAT DON'T KNOW SHIT 'BOUT LEAVIN' MUGS PEELED
BUT TALKIN' ABOUT YOU GOT THE YOC ON LOCK STEP INTO MY DAYS
WHERE ENEMIES DRIVIN' THE CRUISE ON TENTH STREET GOT SHOT AT EVERY FRIDAY
IN THE BACK OF BONFARE CLICKED UP IN THE ALLEY DEEP BY THE GRAVEL LOT
WE'D EMERGE UP OUT THE SHADOWS WITH REVOLVERS LOOKIN' TO RATTLE KNOTS
NOW HOW MANY BATTLES YA'LL FOUGHT? WHERE MUTHAFUCKAZ DONE GOT SHOT
FOR DISRESPECTIN' THE YOC, NONE, SO BITE YOUR TONGUE AND DON'T TALK
 
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WHAT HAPPENED" WOODIE VERSE

16 YEARS OLD, I'M GUIDED BY VIOLENCE OBJECTIVE LEAVE ENEMIES SILENCED
GET ANY STRAP YOU CAN GET PUT IN WORK AND AVOID THE SIRENS
MAMAS ONLY CHILD'S GROWIN UP TO BE WILD,
ROAMIN' THE STREETS WITHOUT A SMILE
TO COPE SHE LIVES IN DENIAL, MEANWHILE
CRIMES ARE COMMITTED IF THERE'S A STRIPE HE'S OUT TO GET IT
BUILD HIS REP, DON'T LET OPPOSITES STEP WITHIN NEIGHBORHOOD LIMITS
ALL HIS HOMIEZ UP IN IT NOTHIN' BUT LOVE AT THE BEGINNIN'
YEAH WE SINNIN' LAUGHIN' AND GRINNIN' 'CAUSE IN OUR EYES WE'RE WINNIN'
THE NIGHTS BECOME LONG AND CRAZY, DAYS QUICKEN THE CLOCK IS TICKIN
SO CAUGHT UP IN NORTE CLICKIN' BARELY NOTICE HOMEBOYZ MISSIN'
COPS LOCKIN' UP FELLOW RIDERZ FOR MURDERS MAKIN' 'EM LIFERS
MEANS SOMEONE FROM INSIDE IS SNITCHIN' TRYIN' TO HANG UP AND DRY US
BETRAYAL, CLOUDS UP HIS BRAIN MIXED WITH THE PAIN OF HOMIEZ DROPPIN' DEAD
MAMAS PRAYERS BEFORE SHE HOPS IN BED SO FAR AIN'T STOPPIN' LEAD
SO MAMAS SON STILL RUNS WITH FIGHTERS SEEKIN' DEATH UPON THESE LIARS
RANDOMLY SEARCHIN' FOR HIDERS PUTTIN' MILES ON THESE TIRES
 
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It wont let me edit the post anymore for some reason, so i just have to make a new reply everytime..

Fuck How Ya Feelin' Lyrics - Lil' Los
I here em' talking as I'm walking, stalking with my ninemillimeter / with my cruel intentions boy I wouldn't wanna be ya / Wanna see a muthafucka loc up, see Lil' Los go nuts / Well if not then I suggest you shut the fuck up / But hold up, I know it's been a few years / But like a Chevy in a highspeed I'm known to switch gears / I sheaded tears for my homies, spent years in this fucked up game / It got me derranged, eatin' at my brains / livin' in the strange, you better pray, especially when I black out / in the backround gettin' tact out, bout to pull my strap out / and when I pull my mask down things are bout' to get ugly / I try to hold it in but these suckas start to bug me / to the point where I had enough, these haters got me playing rough / get ready cause here I come, with my issues and my guns / better run and protect your lungs, do whatever the fuck is necessary / to avoid your lil' scary ass getting buried up in that cemetary
 
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Fuck How Ya Feelin' Lyrics - Lou-E-Lou
FUCK A SNITCH ASS NIGGA, FUCK A BITCH ASS NIGGA
FUCK A ASS BACKWARD TALKING OUT HIS NECK ASS NIGGA
YOU WANTING PROBLEMS WITH ME WELL COME -N- SEE ME BOUT SOMETHING
CAUSE IF I'M SEEN ON THE STREETS I AINT DOING NO RUNNING

CANT KEEP YOUR TALK 2 A MINIMAL, TALKING BITCHES IS TYPICAL
GOT YOUR TAIL BETWEEN YOUR LEGS WHEN ITS TIME 2 GET PHYSICAL
I'M KNOWN 2 PACK THEM CHOPS, I'M KNOWN 2 BLOW UP SPOTS
-N- THIS RAP SHIT HERE EAST CO.CO. GOT IT ON LOCK
WHAT WE GOT RIGHT HERE IS LACED BY REAL ASS NIGGAZ

THE TYPE YOU FEEL ASS NIGGAZ
NORTH CALI BAY RIDAH, THE TYPE 2 KILL ASS NIGGA
NO TYPE OF TRICK ASS NIGGA, NEVER BEEN A BITCH ASS NIGGA
YOU'LL GET YOUR ASS KICKED NIGGA

EVERY TIME I'VE DONE TIME NOT ONE STATEMENT WAS GIVEN
2 WORK WITH THE OPPRESSOR IS NOT ACTS OF MY RELIGION
SWINGEM 4 WAYS THROUGH THESE KILA4NIA DOOR WAYS
BRING IT WITH A HEATAH OR FROM THE SHOULDERS LIKE THE OLD DAYS

FUCK WHAT YOU HOLLA, YOU COULD MISS ME WITH ALL THAT
ITS A WELL KNOWN FACT I KEPT IT SOLID SINCE WAY BACK
YOU A PUNK MUTHAFUCKA DONT PULL NO STUNTS
YOU KNOW THEM PUNK MUTHAFUCKAS GET LIFTED OUT THERE DADADADUNTS.
 
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Just Wanna Fuck- WOODIE
I'LL SMILE IN YOUR FACE AND TALK SHIT BEHIND YOUR BACK HO
TELLIN' ALL THE HOMIEZ HOW YOU GAVE UP THE ASSHOLE
YOU SKANLESS HOES GET NO LOVE, AND NO RESPECT FROM ME
IF IT WASN'T FOR THAT PUSSY WE'D BE HUNTIN' YOU IN TREES
ALL YA'LL DO IS SPREAD DISEASE AND RUN YOUR MOUTH NON STOP
THE ONLY TIME YA'LL SHUT THE FUCK UP'S WHEN YA'LL SUCKIN' SOME COCK
BUT HAVE THE NERVE TO TALK ABOUT YOUR LIFE DREAMS AND SHIT
AS YOU'RE LYIN' ON YOUR BACK WHILE I CREAM YOUR TITS
AND I GOT FOOTAGE ON YOU HOES, JUST IN CASE ONE OF YOU SLUTS BECOME THE NEXT J-LO, I'M GETTIN' PAID FOR SHO'
SO IF YOU EVER TRY TO CROSS ME THINK AGAIN BITCH 'CAUSE THE FACT IS
I'LL HAVE YOU KNOWN ON VIDEO THAT HO FACE DOWN ON THE MATTRESS
THAT TAKE IT UP THE ASS BITCH, THAT FAMOUS GOT NO CASH BITCH
SLANG IT OUT THE TRUNK AND TITLE IT EAST CO CO'S NASTIEST
BOOTLEG THE VIDEO TO THE INDEPENDENT RECORD STORES
SEND A COUPLE COPIES TO YOUR FAMILY, UNDERSTAND ME
YA'LL WANNA GET SKANLESS I'LL GET FOUR TIMES AS SKANLESS
ON YOU FILTHY CREATURES CAUSIN' PERMENENT MENTAL DAMAGE
WHILE YOU HOPIN' I DIE BITCH I'LL STILL BE BENDIN' CORNERS
MAKIN' MONEY OUT MY OLD SCHOOL IN NORTHERN CALIFORNIA
 
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GATS N RIVALS- VERSE 2-WOODIE


I AIN'T KNOWN FOR SHOOTIN' CRAPS BUT I'M KNOWN FOR SHOOTIN' SCRAPS/ WITH AN EVERLASTIN' PASSION BLASTIN' PUTTIN 'EM ON THEIR BACKS/ FOREVER RIDIN' WITH THE NORTHERNERS ON THESE SOUTHSIDE FOREIGNERS/ LEAVIN' 'EM DEAD SOAKED IN RED GOT A PICK UP FOR THE CORONER/ I ADMIT A DIRTY LIFE I LEAD JAMPACKED WITH DIRTY DEEDS/ ONLY THINGS I TRULY CARE ABOUT IS FAMILY AND HOMIEZ/ MAKIN' G'S SOUNDS APPEALIN' BUT THAT MONEY COMES AND GOES/ SO I STICK CLOSE TO MY HOMIEZ AND QUICK TO TALK SHIT TO THESE HOES/
WHEN MY THOUGHTS ARE IN A FLICKER I WASH MY BRAINS OUT WITH MALT LIQUOR/OLDE E BLESS ME WITH THE STRENGTH AND VIGOR TO KEEP ME IN THE PICTURE/ 'CAUSE THESE RIVALS TRYIN' TO BOX ME UP AND FIVE-O'S TRYIN' TO LOCK ME UP/ TRYIN' TO GET ME STUCK IN A CELL WASHED UP LIKE SNOOP WHETHER OR NOT THAT BLOCK WE BUCKED/ GOTTA BE ON MY P'S AND Q'S NEVER GIVE PIGS A REASON TO/ RUSH UP IN THE HOUSE WIT A WARRANT, THINK DEEP DON'T BELIEVE THE NEWS/ THATS THE WAY I'M LIVIN' DAILY STRUGGLE TO KEEP MY FREEDOM/FOR THE FUNK GOT A PET NAMED CLIP HOLLOWTIPS I FEED 'EM ENEMIES COME MEET 'EM

CORUS

I'M LOCKED UP IN THAT YOC LIFE, ADVESARYS WISH ME DEAD/ I'M STILL CRACKIN'LIQUOR CAPS STRAPPED IN A SKYLARK RIPPIN' TREAD/ WILL I LIVE THROUGH THAT YOC LIFE IS THE GUNSIGHT ON MY HEAD?/ I'M PACKIN' LEAD SNACKS FOR THEM SCRAPS PUMPIN' MY WIG BACK FLAUNTIN' RED
 
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COLD CATS-- LOU-E-LOU

NEVER LIED JUST TAH KICK IT
GET YOUR MONEY THATS THE TICKET
IF THAT LADY GOT YOUR MIND, I FEEL YOU GOT IT TWISTED
IF YOUR POCKET FULL OF RICHES YOU A MAGNET TO BITCHES
-N- NOW THAT YOUR DOING IT THEM SUCKAS WANNA KICK IT
DONT KICK IT WITH SUCKAS CAUSE THOSE SUCKAS IS SNITCHES
THE COLD TRUTH IS I FIND MORE HEART -N- SOME BITCHES
THATS WHY I SEE NO, HEAR NO, THEM COWARDS GET SHOOK
CAUSE IF WOOPTY WOOP SAID THIS MAN THATS ALL IT TOOK
ITS A COLD ASS PIECE IF YOU FEEL HE REAL
THEN PAPERWORK SHOW HE BENT OVER -N- SQUILT
LOOK PARTNA DUDE THIS HOW WE DO THAT THIER
IF YOU SEE ME -N- THE TOWN DONT EVEN STOP OR STARE
 
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THE CLOCK IS TICKIN'-2ND VERSE

I NEVER THOUGHT THAT I WOULD LIVE TO SEE THE AGE OF TWENTY-ONE
I GREW UP PARANOID ONE EYE OPEN SLEEPIN' WITH MY GUN
FIFTY DOLLARS BOUGHT MY FIRST STRAP, A SAWED-OFF ONE SHOT GAUGE
SINCE THE DAY I LET IT BLAZE I'VE BEEN STUCK IN EVIL WAYS
AND AMAZED, AT THE POWER THAT IT COULD DEVOUR
STRIP THAT O.G. OF HIS REPUTATION IN THAT LATE NIGHT HOUR
SHELLS SHOWERED LEFT THE SITUATION SOURED WITH FUNK
BUT AIN'T NO STOPPIN' THE POPPIN' THAT GETS TO DROPPIN THESE PUNKS
I FOUND MY CALLIN' SO I HOOKED UP WITH SOME NATURAL BORN KILLAZ
PREFERING FORTY-FIVE CALIBERS OVER NINE MILLAZ
THE FIVE-O'S OUT TO PEEL US SO I CREEP WITH CAUTION
STEPPIN' OUT A SKYLARK ON THEM RED CHUCKS FLOSSIN'
HOGGIN', I BE THAT MUTHA FUCKA THAT YOU HATE
'CAUSE YOU KNOW I'LL TAKE THAT CLIP AND SLAP IT IN AND TEST YOUR FATE
AND DEMONSTRATE THAT YOC INFLUENCED STATE OF MIND THAT I'M STUCK
UP IN COMMITTIN' SIN WITH A DEVILISH GRIN, I GIVES A FUCK
I'M TO THE CUTS!!!!

WRITTEN IN 1997-WOODIE
 
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1ST VERSE
LEGIT SLANGZ

ALL THAT PLATINUM SHIT, IT LOOKS LIKE SILVER TO ME
AND PAYIN' A THOUSAND TIMES THE PRICE AIN'T APPEALIN' TO ME
I'LL SPEND MY MONEY IN THE STREETS SO MY WHOLE GANG GOT CHOPPAZ
AND DROPTOP OLD SCHOOL TRIPLE GOLD TRUNK KNOCKERS
PIT BULLS IN THE PASSENGER SEAT, HEAT BENEATH THE DASH
BENDIN' CORNERS PASSIN' THE WEED, WHO'LL BE THE "G" TO LAST
THE ONE THAT TOOK HIS FEDDY AND FLED, LEAVIN' HIS HOMIEZ STUCK
OR THAT WHO TOOK HIS FEDDY AND SAID, HOMIEZ WE COMIN' UP
'CAUSE THEY THE ONES THAT HAD YOUR BACK, WHEN YOU WAS BROKE
SO DON'T FORGET ABOUT THAT 'CAUSE MONEY STACKS COME AND GO
OR WIND UP SOLO ON THE UNDER WONDERIN' WHO CAN YOU TRUST?
'CAUSE YOUR GREEDINESS TOOK AWAY THE ONE THING THAT COUNTS....LOVE

CHORUS:

LET ME GET THAT MILLION DOLLARS WITH MY WHOLE GANG
THEN WATCH US RISE UP OUT THE GUTTERS WITH LEGIT SLANGZ
DOIN' THANGS THAT WE WANNA, WHENEVER WE FEEL
HIT THE BLOCK PUT IN WORK OR CATCH A FLIGHT TO BRAZIL
LET ME GET THAT MILLION DOLLARS WITH MY WHOLE GANG
THEN WATCH US RISE UP OUT THE GUTTERS WITH LEGIT SLANGZ
GOT A GANG OF BABY MOMMAZ, BUT DO WHO WE WANNA
FUCKIN' EVERY BITCH FROM HOODRATS TO ALYSSA MILANO

2ND VERSE

REMEMBER WHERE YOU STARTED AT, NEVER FORGET IT
AND WHOEVER HELPED YOU GET THAT SCRATCH, YOU BETTER SPLIT IT
SHARE THE WEALTH AND THE LIFE YOU'RE LIVIN', WITH THOSE WHO'VE GIVEN
TAKE CARE OF HOMEBOYS IN PRISON, STAY FAMILY DRIVEN
SO COME UP AND SWITCH UP, YA'LL GET THAT SCRILL AND FEEL INVINCIBLE
LOSE TOUCH WITH THE STREETS AND FORGET ORIGINAL PRINCIPLES
AND THE LAWS AND THE RULES OF THE GAME YOU FEEL THAT YOU'RE ABOVE IT
THINKIN' MONEY GOT YOU COVERED 'TIL THE DAY YOU DISCOVER
THAT THE ONES THAT BACKED YOUR NAME AND STRUGGLED SHOULDER TO SHOULDER WIT CHA
NO LONGER REMAIN, THEIR LOVE AND LOYALTY YOU BURNT THAT BRIDGE UP
NOW YOU'RE ALL ALONE, NO ONE'S TO CALL TO HELP YOU TO YOUR FEET
REALIZIN' YOUR DISHONER OVER PAPER GOT YOU BEAT

CHORUS:
LET ME GET THAT MILLION DOLLARS WITH MY WHOLE GANG
THEN WATCH US RISE UP OUT THE GUTTERS WITH LEGIT SLANGZ
DOIN' THANGS THAT WE WANNA, WHENEVER WE FEEL
HIT THE BLOCK PUT IN WORK OR CATCH A FLIGHT TO BRAZIL
LET ME GET THAT MILLION DOLLARS WITH MY WHOLE GANG
THEN WATCH US RISE UP OUT THE GUTTERS WITH LEGIT SLANGZ
GOT A GANG OF BABY MOMMAZ, BUT DO WHO WE WANNA
FUCKIN' EVERY BITCH FROM HOODRATS TO ALYSSA MILANO

B-DAWG & LIL' LOS - 3RD VERSE
 
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