And with the california crime rate,
Gotta get that money so I,
Ever since my brother died
Been on a murder mission with pistols,
One hand on the Holy Koran imma
ride for Eazy betta beleive it
In the 6—4 Impala heavily weeded, god as my witness,
Compton is alive and breathin
We ready to die, ready to ride,
i stare Death in his eyes
Part the red sea with a heckler and koch
And walk though the valley of death
And while bury Christopher
wallce, Cali stressin for Pac
My life is real like 50's beef with Ja
The A—Team got the West on lock,
(Krayzie Bone) We be the ori
Therefore they'll be no replications
no second guessin the nation
Thug invasion got these suckas shakin
Youve been waiting and anticipatiin the makin of the
arrival of my thug congregation AKA Desperados
It aint hard to spot us either follow
the trails of the hollow shells
As well as the rotten smells of body cells
How many of you niggaz is
ready to get down and dirty?
Watch me split rounds like a
If you could just put on an instrumental
It'll be like givin me a gun cuz ima kill everybody
cuz you know you cant wit da toungue
I come at the end explixit elicit wicked call me
Mr... Sawed off'll hit ya
So take time out and pick ya shit up
Feel us its the real niggaz, the souljahfield niggaz, roll
in control niggaz and we roll wit cold killaz
So you betta back up of us befo'
And if ya think we jokin',
you'll be laughin' in a coffin.(coffin) (coffin)
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