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(feat. Time Bomb, Slip Capone, Jayo Felony, Butch Cassidy) [Time Bomb] I'm from the S-O-U-T-H side of C-A, why they try to P-H Still hit 'em up with that E-A, G-A to the N-G-S-T-A So fuck them other N-I double-G A's Hate the po-po's and kill the DA Hang with my crew, blue strings in my shoes Mary jane and some loot, while we swangs in the coupe I'm addicted to mackin' hoes - tracks and flows Crenshaw Boulevard back and forth L.A.'s finest, and L.A.'s behind us Gangstaz, hoochies, essays, and hunnies D's still twistin', low-low's still hoppin' Gangsta shit still droppin', Crenshaw still poppin' Gang signs throwin' up, bodies still showin' up And oh yea - Time Bomb still blowin' up, beotch (L.A.C.) (When you got a L.A. Confidential, up in the place to be Ride, ride with me - ) [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] Let's all roll, throw it up if you're with me I'm so cold, who am I but stayin' G Tha Dogg Pound spreads the word, I know y'all heard Please take heed when I speak or you'll get served Letras de canciones [Slip Capone] You know the gangstaz hang, gangstaz bang And gangstaz slang, it's just a gangsta thang Cause gangstaz dip and some gangstaz trip I'm the gangsta Slip and this Gangsta Crip I used to bump Brotha Lynch and Ganksta Nip Cause wasn't nobody else up on that gangsta tip Gangstaz smoke sherm and gangstaz rock perms Gangstaz don't listen and gangstaz don't learn Gangstaz rock braids and gangsta jheri curls Gangstaz gon' take over the world Gangstaz go to jail but gangstaz skip bail Gangstaz make mail, a gangsta won't ever fail Gangstaz - gon' stay on top Because a gangsta gon' make the gangsta shit pop Just lounge homeboy, you in the gangsta zone Hawthorne, California where the gangstaz roll [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] Let's all roll, throw it up if you're with me I'm so cold, who am I but stayin' G Tha Dogg Pound spreads the word, I know y'all heard Please take heed when I speak or you'll get served [Jayo Felony] My nigga Slip is a gangsta But cuhz, I'm a hoodsta or hood star And I'm takin' the hood far Little C-riders posted up with the bullet loco blue rags Smokin' the bomb and fluid and keep dumpin' on you fags I heard and seen it all, I'm hopin' I ball Keep on lickin' them loco nuts until I get Crip balls I'm still strivin', yea, you worried about what I'm drivin'? Your bitch needs to give me more pedal to the floor Fuck a Navigator, nigga I can flip ten gators in my living room If you can't do that, nigga give me room Had a ???? '89, but see your bitch made me mines See them motherfuckin' rims on that brand new Benz? bitch they be mine For mine I did the crime, had to run from one-time And you bet I can't fit my dick all in your mouth at one time I fuck your mammi in the butt and Crip Walk on your liver While I'm rich rollin' on a river, bitch [Knoc-Turn'al] Caught up in a land of hard times, back off mine Mash while pushin' a hard line A hard cat, with hard raps and hard rhymes I hardly pay attention to rats But my mind says hard dick served to a bitch ain't no crime Cook soft dope to hard dimes Chicken - by the way I flip mine I hard hit and grip like canines I target hard heads with no spine March in and start to take mine Big D let me fuck that bitch and you fuck mine Off hard liqour it's hard to unwind Knoc-turn'al comes through in overtime When I die build me a shrine I'm as - hard as hard can get In my mind I ain't begun to spit yet, and until that time - [Butch Cassidy] Let's throw it up, throw it up , let 'em know Out in the West, represent, let it go Let's throw it up, throw it up , let 'em know Out in the West, represent, let it go (L-L-A.C.) From Letras Mania