Intro: Daz & (Tray Deee) talking



Let's get paid Tray Deee

(Shit what else we gon' do?)

Hit this shit!

(Fuck it, we're gonna go thru wit it)

That's what I'm sayin!

(We're layin everybody in this motherfucker, Daz

That's when we gonna go after the cheese, ya ready?)

EVERYBODY LAY THE FUCK DOWN!!!!



Verse 1: Daz Dillinger



A nigga mash in the bank for loot

The robbery's commited and I'm prepared to shoot

blast em with the cops on pursuit

It's all about cheese, I got the nibblin like rats

Hop over da corner get them fillin up my sack

Pistol whip a couple and let them know I mean bidness

Niggas been tryin ta get in for years, I mean killin

to master a ride out, get ghost to hide out

Count my green, enforce my team

It ain't a small-time dream no mo'

What make the world go round? It's money, cars, bitches and dough



Chorus: Daz



See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane

We The Gang, we mash to maintain

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane



Verse 2: Tray Deee



Covered in armour, five seconds till we smuggle the spot

First motherfucker reachin for the button get shot

Got the M-1-6 plus the clips to work

Six minutes to be in and get the chips and skirt

Scoot loot, one shot they holler and drop

Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in knots

Got the whole room hostage, straight no nonsense

The object is stompin accomplished profits

And never had no mercy for the victim

Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it take to make me richer



Chorus: Tray Deee



See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane

See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane

We The Gang!



Verse 3: Daz



G's forgetten that A is for Anybody killin in it

for them niggas, the G's we be gettin

Watch out when the 9 spit, blast irrapidly

Too late the cops at the bank and they got to me

Empty the bread out the safe, make I escape

Make a dumb move for the moves you make

KABOOM, let the drama unfold, blast, reload

$70 million out the back door, y'know

me and Tray Deee hits deep, hear the *?'plaud?* and the scherm is blood

Let's hit the store, start robbin for more

Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas right at they front door

Bangin niggas, gankin niggas for what that ain't yours

Hood operator and none too greater

with the infiltrator bustin on these gangsta haters

Stuck in the zone, havin papers, havin more zone

Finally puttin meat on my bones (At ease)



Chorus: Daz



See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane (Got us all insane)

We The Gang, we mash to maintain

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane



Verse 4: Snoop Doggy Dogg, Kurupt



See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, we're dealin

and stickin up you bitch ass niggas

I say we ride Eastside, slide forever in a day

The DPG way!

Look here takin your shit is like taking your bitches

Quick as I spin this is as quick as she get

Nigga I'm a ridah and that's on this

We ain't gon' dip until we get them chips

We splits the shit up, what I folds

Got a army full of doggs and soldiers full of loccs

Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of notes

Banktellers *?shout?* wit my hand around the throat

Reach for my Colt but on another note

I gotta shake the spot, they just called the cops, hmm

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide

I point my pistols at the pig, DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE!!!



All the homeys saggin, unload the Magnum

E'rybody dashin, dippin wit the cash-in

The homeboys blastin, cop cars crashin

Got all smashin hearts of assassins

Hold up there's the cut (what?), duck

Cock back, soon as you look up, nigga dump

See the stick-up, my mind on a trip on tweak

and I'm dyin wit the homeys before they catch me

We're blastin!



Chorus x2