what the fuck! (daz talking) Yeah, when I get wet, they're ain't nothing I won't do So intoxicate your mind to something new Always remeber Revenge, retaliation, murder, get back
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me 'cause I wouldn't make you my wife. I've done a lot of crazy things in my days, killing to get that weapon named, robbing just to get paid. Now how
Californ-i-a) or you can get bad oh who they thought you was [Verse 2] Ooh damn back by a popular demand Daz Dillinger back in effect homey once again
[Daz Dillinger] Yeah, Daz Dillinger I'm gonna take you into some gangsta shit What y'all niggas don't even know about And now you ?feels? to know about
your torso to ya spine the back cracker smack you with my verbals & graphic grammar My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama get touched by my Arm
what time it is. [Daz] You in love with me?! [Girl] Yeah baby, I'm in love with you. [Daz] Check it out, baby. [Girl] Wassup? [Daz] I'm about clockin'
get ready Me and Ty grew up, mashin to get our feddi Food stamps galore, kick in the door get on the floor Make sure my homies get away smooth with the
motherfucking .38, (just get the MC and the homie Nate). So we can slide, slide, slipperdy slide, as I take you on a trip nigga ride (East Side). [Nate (Daz
[Daz:] You know what I'm saying? I wish I had her back, you know what I'm saying? But it's all good baby, you lose some, you gain some But I don't wanna
but now tonight they flashin' My nigga D-Shot he be known for blastin' And E is much worse 'cuz he first to burst If shit get started it's gon' get retarded
[Daz:] Oh no! Murder, murder, murder... Busting at these niggaz who claim to be hard Murder, murder, murder... Come and blast Dat Nigga Daz and act
the fuck! [Daz talking] Yeah, when I get wet, they're ain't nothing I won't do So intoxicate your mind to something new Always remeber Revenge, retaliation, murder, get back
of living the life of crime [Daz] Just chill [WC] The life of the deaf, dumb, and blind [Daz] Just chill [WC] Why do we have to fool and get ill [Daz]
[Prince Ital Joe (Daz):] Yeah, Death Row (give it up, one time) Yes, to the man sing them all beats they're crucial (give it up) Dogg Pound (???) Nobody
[Daz:] Yeah, right about now me myself, Daz Dillinger, along with The Gang, mister Tray Deee, mister Bad Bad Carabino, and Soopafly The High Priest,
your sack, and get away and feel right Black and white, crack down them sirens and lights... [Daz:] But all night we get down, get in, get up Get your