[Chorus - Daz Dillinger] 2x  All my niggas won't you Crip with me  All my bitches won't you Crip with me  If you ain't Crippin, you my e-ne-my  Everybody won't you Crip with me    [Daz]  Awwww!  Emcees I assassinate  Don't play no games, don't procrastinate  Got my homeboy Slip, playin 'round with the clip  Ready to slap a bitch, and poppin' off at the lip  Whatchu want somethin', get my gauge and pop somethin  Quick to pull it out, clop ka-pop-pop somethin  What the fuck all y'all niggas want to know about the Gang  Actin like y'all niggas ain't really knew my name  Nigga you see, we gangstas, hearts and all  Let it spark, get the niggas through the dark and all  See 'em all runnin through the parkin lot  Give a fuck homeboys cuz we sparks it off  I'm a R.A.W. dog assassin from the D.P.G.  And I'll be one precious and duchess emsee  When ya catch us in the cut and ya lookin like what  Best believe it be Daz and that nigga Kurupt  We got it all locked down cuz you ain't hittin no mo'  Washed up, what the fuck, you ain't hittin no mo'  The radical, dramatical assassin, my gat is askin  To motherfuckin blast it, stretch like elastic  Now you been a has been, took out the game  Ran smack dead into a train, motherfucker  And gettin busy like an everyday thing  Long Beach, Eastside insane, motherfucker    [Chorus - Daz] 2x    [Kurupt]  Ske-daddle, emcees, well these two ranest terrorists  Pterodactyl overlookin the plains, off a propane flame  Stickin niggas paraputic, poetical, we theraputic  Emcees propurized, punished, and executed  Don't say I shoot, homeboy shooted  You up against the grizzly, cuz McKenzie  I'm on a friend, ain't nothin fun or friendly  I'm headed to where your friends be, yea motherfucker  You wanna bust it in or off the head motherfucker  You heard what I said motherfucker  Yea Kurupt, what the fuck, kidnappin 'em duck    [Daz]  Niggas like you don't make it over here  Where it's all about your heart and the clothes you wear    [Kurupt]  I move out this bitch at the age of sixteen  Got my first M-16 at eighteen  First thing I knew was 11-8 gangstas  Then don't ya know, moved by the 6-0's  Ya ever got quoted, well I did nigga  Quoted on by, ?, Embart, and Harthone  In this land we in homie it's all about stripes  The fool thinkin a nigga settle down with kids and a wife  Fuck a bitch homie, but I warned you homeboy  You can't beat on 'em in California, they'll call the cops on ya  Born in the illy philly Philadel  When from Sheltoe and Dekes to heat and Canishel  When from rhymin on the block, to mini-macks and knots  The macks, petas, mini-mags, and glocks, motherfucker    [Chorus - Daz] 2x    [Daz]  Oh yea, we are most definately in effect  Right about now  Dogg Pound gangstas  Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz  Pushin all them other suckers to the side  All the niggas ran out on us  Shit, we're soundin dope, we right here  Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz {*toilet flushes*}  Took five years to digest this shit  So now you got it, be-atch!