change I'm thinkin' bout cuttin' somethin', time'll find, raw hit the door Now I wanna know, does that make me a hoe, ha? [Chorus: C-Loc] Well am I
split yours Doin' what'cha wanna my noggin' cuz it's yours Keep it on the low til' ya bubble and spit yours You heard me? [x2] [Second Verse: C-Loc]
(feat. Maxminelli) [First Verse: C-Loc] Open your mouth wide traitor put this pistol inside, You my dogg thought I'd die for you, boss hogg was ready
your temple because you violated And got me thinkin' "How the fuck I'ma face him?" You know? [Chorus] [Third Verse: C-Loc] Okay today she heard this, yesterday she heard
Born ass out, livin' life without a clue In route, to an early grave with misconceptions of stayin' true Ya heard me? [Chorus x2] [Third Verse: C-Loc
if I am don't worry me Cause do or die gettin high til the bury me Dear Lord if ya hear me, tell me why Little girl like LaTasha, had to die She never
my soul? Mama woulda saved me That's the way that daddy raised me Oh God, help me I'm losin it So fuck it! Take me I'm doin it! I need to change and look
(feat. Brotha Broski, Icee B) [D-Loc] Step aside, fly, D-Loc's got a posse I'm in the house with the young Brotha Broski Along with me is Icee B And
I'm gonna murder ya'll You and all the trouble goin' through by servin' ya'll And only cause my man heard of ya'll Other than that, shit, ya'll won't
the other side of the vinyl They call me Celph Titled cause no words describe me I stomp through your project with the calvary behind me Honestly the day ya
a gang of us all gathered up in our game colors man, these my gang brothas what, you aint heard of us you aint never ever heard the word murderer's we
ma, rock them dickies, Air Force Ones Til the, feds come get me air out guns From the, P H I LL Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh [HOOK] [Verse 2] I'm on
me hood losin' life for ?? chip Me happy to Glock and got and show 'em for no pity Blood, me gangsta from me hood, me killin' never like a slut Or me
tape I can hear right now nigga? Yeah nigga we got some shit nigga you know I'm sayin' - me, Awol and Freeze Nigga... Nigga put that shit in Cuz, let me hear
heard it here first! Don't believe me? With wings I'll meet ya! [Krayzie Bone:] Playa hater hate! They can hate me but they better stay away or see Krayzie loc
and the twelve-gauge pump Hang from the window what's up now nigga yee-ah L-O-C to the brain and gauge blast equals rest in pain Insane loc so a nigga
millimeter strap and true is the game) [x2] So niggas miss my sicc Some niggas don't know me, niggas don't know my click That O-loc-double-C-O-G rip
