(feat. Lil 1/2 Dead)
[Intro-Kurupt]
Dat ^!$$% Daz Dillinger

Kurupt, Young Gotti, ^!$$%
West Coast California livin ^!$$%


[Verse 1-Kurupt]
Milli monotone, cyclone Stallone
Marone chaperone shiny chrome Capone

Smashin in a 80 two brand new grown
Home sweet home ^!$$% where the hoodstas roam
In gangstaville where we shoot to kill

Pop the pill, pop then drop the three-wheel
The tale of tales, fly high as a gazelle
The hell-hound came through and drown the whale

Pronounce, denounce, stripped in set sail
Soak in a could of smoke then inhale
Hold it in neva exhale

Smoke whoever ^!$$%'s zone I'm in, oh well
$#&@ you and ya mama
Drama, holocaust through anaconda


[Chorus 1-Kurupt]
^!$$%, I'm blastin on you, you

Your homeboy your whole hood
$#&@ ya'll punk (*##$ made ^!$$%z
On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, $#&@ ya'll ^!$$%z

[Chorus 2-Lil 1/2 Dead]

^!$$%z act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite
But I don't give a %#@! you (*##$ cuz I'm a gangsta for life


[Verse 2-Kurupt]
It's time to prepare, lil' ^!$$% listen here
Get pairs like ten spears, your %#@! is his

Fist, five and five, and multitudes
Comin through bangin the five
%#@! hit ligaments construct when we ride

I'm tired of all y'all rap is sawed off
Let off a belly, the Desert Eagle start yellin
Screamin, the path of a demon bellin

My all blue chucks all goin out right
Dippin through the back cuz it's on onsite
The first ^!$$% saw is the first ^!$$% gone

Smashed on, genked and shanked and blast on him
If the (*##$es strip, we out six, foe's
Like e'erday, Californ-I-A

I can't explain it, the immaculate can't be painted
Double-four's dump it on my lap for comfort


[Chorus 1-Kurupt]
For you, you
Your homeboy your whole hood

$#&@ ya'll punk (*##$ made ^!$$%z
On, onsite, let off on sight
Lettin off on the first thang in sight, $#&@ ya'll ^!$$%z


[Chorus 2-Lil 1/2 Dead]
^!$$%z act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite

But I don't give a %#@! you (*##$ cuz I'm a gangsta for life

[Verse 3-Kurupt]

Prepare to storm, when the storm rain fire and brimstone
Spread throughout the plains like a plague
Back to the G's and fools

With the heater @@#!ed, drownin ^!$$%z in they own pool
Hit 'em hard like weights
Make a ^!$$% feel it like pains and aches

Pump ya sip full and make ya spray and shake
I'ma git ya hit ya ^!$$% makes no mistakes
I'ma crack the plate

I ride like dirt bikes, poetical ninja
I injure, pop mics forty-fifth recite
The sytem's $$#istance to get up in this

Dogg Pound, California you can't $#&@ with this
Kurupt Young Gotti, Fred, Daz Dillinger
Two shots just a killa to the head

[Chorus 1-Kurupt]

$#&@ you, you
Your homeboy your whole hood
$#&@ ya'll punk (*##$ made ^!$$%z
On, onsite, let off on sight
Lettin off on the first thang in sight, $#&@ ya'll ^!$$%z


$#&@ ya'll-you, you
Your homeboy your whole hood
$#&@ ya'll punk (*##$ made ^!$$%z
On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, $#&@ ya'll ^!$$%z

$#&@ all you, you
Your homeboy your whole hood
$#&@ ya'll punk (*##$ made ^!$$%z

On, onsite, let off on sight
Lettin off on the first thang in sight, $#&@ ya'll ^!$$%z

$#&@ ya'll-you, you
Your homeboy your whole hood
$#&@ ya'll punk (*##$ made ^!$$%z

On, onsite, let off on sight
Lettin off on the first thang in sight, $#&@ ya'll ^!$$%z

[Chorus 2-Lil 1/2 Dead]
^!$$%z act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite
But I don't give a %#@! you (*##$ cuz I'm a gangsta for life