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[Daz]
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Ready?
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Yeah... we back
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Daz Dillinger in the game
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Death Row, in the house
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Lettin y'all know, we ain't went nowhere, we right here
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In effect, c'mon
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Ahh yeah, watch out, get ready for war
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We the Gang and we bang knockin down your door
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What's the secrets of war I can't take no more
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Within minutes we get in it comin for you and yours
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With these automatic toys throughout the world make noise
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Dippin in low-lows, and jumpin out of fo'-do's
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Catchin, many and any with the fo'-fo'
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Blastin and mashin I cash in many for Death Row
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Rest in peace to my homeboys who ain't alive
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Now the mission is for us to conquer and ride
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The worst California we droppin somethin on ya
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Ain't no one to sound, like ta-pow, you a goner
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For the simple fact we get Gang Related
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We have the papers and you suckers hate it
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What you gon do when we get loose and act a fool
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Break the rules on you and dust you off with the tools
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Chorus: Tray Deee
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Yeah, you know I ain't nuttin but a gangsta
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Only with the swoll rolls and the paper
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Once I get the big bank, gotta shake her
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Cause I'm tryin to get way too major
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(repeat 2X)
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*singing*And you know we really like to get down
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with the Gangsta Boogie
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(repeat 2X)
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[Dat Nigga Daz]
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I penetrate, send it straight to your middle brain
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Three times dope similar to my nickname
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A big Caine, ain't nuttin changed now I'm solo
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My gangsta ass track with the Gang is my logo
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Ridin with the top down, off lockdown
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Time for me to knock down fool's whole compound
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Like the World Trade Center
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The world made thinner when I'm pullin on my girl gray trigger
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Figure when I enter I intend to rule this
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This industry fin to see I'm nuttin to fool wit
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Like Jack Nicholson, I smack fickle men
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And pack somethin in my penalty
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Will well then they see the toppest servin a putdown
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And I'm on this notice my opponents get took down
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A crook down from my ground of clout
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Representin Death Row when I was down and out
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It don't stop
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Chorus
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[Daz Dillinger]
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I came in the game with the aim to maim
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The gangbang murder main slang is strange
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My first idea when I stare up in the mirror
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Is how Daz Dillinger gon creep up on the scrilla
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And if I don't plot then I'll probably not
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get my issue, so I gotta figure how to twist you
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Hit you hard like a gauge shot
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Watchin fools laid out when the bloodshot sprayed out
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I shoot my way out these punks for rent
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So duck when the slugs hit your trunks, you're finished
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I'm comin out runnin that's to shake the scene
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Break the green I'll scream out the gangsta theme
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Do or die! Ain't no lie, that's the way I eat
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Watch me scope out and choke out the prayout beat
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GIve me six in the chamber fuck twelve in the box
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Let the gravedigger be the one shovelin rocks, it don't stop
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Chorus
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[Daz]
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This how we live, ballin on y'all
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Fancy cars and houes
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*singing 1X again*
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Yeah, and you know we got this, so don't trip, ha ha
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Yeah, and you know that
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Yeah, real smoove
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Straight up, we got get down
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Gangsta, and we major
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And we doin, watch out
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*singing 2X again*
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Death Row, Daz Dillinger
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Way Too Major
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| Daz Dillinger |
