featuring 2pac Tray Dee Priest "Soopafly" Brooks



(voice)

Ha ha

What is an M.C.?

If he can't rap

What is a D.J.?

If he can't scratch

Don't worry about a thing cause my niggas goin' do it all just like that



(hook)x3

Boom Boom Boom...Boom

Ahhh bend over bend over



Indeed I am

Flossy like gangsta shit

I got pounds of weed and keys

Sittin' on G's

Catch a breeze

When I ride by high

Sittin' on Tonas

Tearing up spots

And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners

Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper piece

bustin' rocks and glocks

And gettin ghost from the Police,

No peace

So, he gets served with no concern

To who gets burned and one day they'll learn

not to be fuckin' with the nigga

buckin' with the trigga

Nothing you could figga

Could help you escape

From this mind state

That I create young nigga

Yeah! and it's just like that



(Snoop)x2

L.B.C. out the moon and my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

My rearview mirror's vibratin' cause my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom



(Soopafly)

Now I rock

Some will talk

It don't stop

When that funk shit drops

To make your shit go pop

Now let that beat ride

In your 'G ride

We gettin' me right

Hittin' with that Dogg Pound "C" life

Now its I, with that stylish flow

So niggas step back or heads get cracked

And I won't let back

who coming with that gangsta shit

The shit that only gangsta's get gangsta with

Now quick to bust your ass like the cop

Waiting, debating for my ass to flip flop

But I don't flop

I just flip the script

When I did and set trip

Keep the clip close to my hip

And don't say shit

When I blast

I done told your ass

Slow the fuck on down

Dogg Pound, Motherfucker



(Snoop)x2

Boom, and you know that

D.P.G's out the moon and my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

My rearview mirror's vibrating and my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom



(Hershey Loc?)

From the archives

I arise off the Long Beach streets

Will be comlete to the do is done to all that competes

Don't be alarmed as I swarm through

I warned you and your crew see wax

So, what's that?

A known fact

Battle that the habitat our men is deadly

You can get diluted

Or depends on where your head be

Striving for what your in for

And for your info mo' flow

Than the tightest nigga flowed in Ninety-four

So, stand and deliver

Watch nigga's shiver

Quiver in they boots

As I mob with my troops

Through the east

Where the phonies get deleted

Be seated, and all the G's I know

Stay heated



(Tray Deee)

See I was born to be known as a thug and theif

So anyone with beef

I gotta slug to sleep

Peep, I'm not no nigga

Figga' he can come up

By getting a job so I mob

not givin' a fuck

I'm the drama

mama warned all they kids about

I mash up strapped

Get my dibs n' out

Hustler musn't trustin' a gat

To keep me fat, seeking victims

Pick 'em and then I stick them in track

My heat black

With the cereal number scratched out

Don't wear a glass shield but

You'll still be assed out

I'm Mr. Tray Deee

And since they say "G" as my title

My method mainly homicidal



(Snoop)x3

Boom, Yeah, and you know that

2-1 out the moon and my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

My rearview mirror vibrating cause my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom



(Tupac)

Ha, ha, ha

Could it be

My history living G like

Enemies that wanna see me

Would it be like

Picture me practicing perfection

Now hit the deck

Playa haters gettin' chin checked

When I hit the set

Watch how they fall

When I buck 'em all

We Outlaw, Westside

Playa, touch 'em all

I buck them all

Then remain ballin'

Out the moon

With my glock cocked

Shot Calling

Brothers fall then they crawl

And they beg for they life

Should of never tried to rush me

Your dead here tonight

This is Thug Life

Go tell them Busta's

Up at Bad Boy records

That tricks got a big mouth

Busta better check it

I can see it plain as day

This game I play wide open

I pull the trigga

Dead figga with his eyes open

His pride broke

And I tried smoking

But, bailed out

Soon as they left me at the jail house

mobbin' in my...



(Snoop)

Yeah, and you know that

Death Row out the moon and my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

Outlaw out the moon and my speakers go

Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

My rearview mirrors vibrating and my speakers go

D.P.G out the moon and you know that