(Daz talking)  I want them 20 dollar pores bwoy,  Get your sharp sticks!  We're going to la la land  (hahaha)we're going to the moon  We're going to serve these motherfuckers tonight  Boy you got your shit?  Bitch Ass Nigga!  You want static!?  Yo! Go get the homeboys!  We got a meeting at the park, don't be late!      They say the streets ain't safe no more  For us youngsters,  Take the chance to achieve and live the life of a busta  Gather up all the matter, yeah, we multiply  Many hood stories told, we analyze  See we bang for this colour and only this colour  Kill any colour, that ain't our colour  Get it in your head what's done what's done said  Embalmed on the wall for all my homies that's dead  I can't forget you homie  Drinkin and smoking because I'm lonely  Blastin all these motherfuckers cause they phony      My heart flooded with anger  Deep inside, but who cares  Life is dead, we banging like soldiers  So beware if you scared  Then we torture the ????  For what the fuck you done done  Jump across these niggas so now the war is on  We rob, strapped busting until they all drop  Shit, we actually blowing your bitch ass off the block  So keep your glock clocked sucker!  For when I come through  Dump around something now your homies is nothing  20 seconds til death,  Weed, alcohol on my breath  You looking for your fucking homies  Ain't none left!  Hangin out with my niggas, real street niggas  They hearts is cold hear, bust them triggers  Taping flicks, pictures, modifying the street life  Drinking liquer, shermed out, high as a kite  Intoxication, ain't feeling that you can feel  When the cops drive by suddenly  And they was out to kill    (Daz talking)  Yeah, tell your homeboy that!  Dead on sight!  Everytime we see y'all bitch ass    Now I'm shot!  Barely made it!  Killed four of my homies, it's gang-related  Now what's next for us, we load up  But keep adjust my set to murder, so 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    I'm in the world on my own  I will roam I gotta stay strong  My motto "You fuck with us, you fucking get domed"  Two days later niggas come back and sprayed us  Retaliation and get back this time just to face it  We five cars deep, we jet out as we creep  Blowing niggas ???? hollering East side! Long Beach!!  My feud ain't with them other niggas!  It's with you  Got a gauge to your head nigga what you goin do?  Handle my business, for the cops come and get to snitching  Reaching to our destination so we can kick it  Nobody knows and we won't get caught  Continue stacking paper, moving cavi on the block  I thought you knew! But now you know!  Don't ever ever come around no more!  And why's that? And why not?  Cause it's my money and I mash for my block!    (yelling and swearing)      The gang! Daz Dillenger!  Taking all y'all bitch ass niggas the fuck out!  You better watch out!  Cuz here we come, come,  We goin getcha getcha  We going getch getcha  We going getch getcha  We ain't finshed finished  We goin getcha getcha  We going getch getcha  We going getch getcha  Before the automatic hitsya hitsya  We goin getcha getcha  We going getch getcha  We going getch getcha