[Cixx Pac]
Separating the busta’s from the G’s and the loc’s
Steady frontin and flossin, you get a gauge to your throat
Perpetrating like you hard, tryna get them stripes
But if you try to hard I might take your life
C I’m a n***a well known throughout the city of Tombstone, Cixx
Pac is back taking two to the dome
You wanna test your luck, call me a studio gangsta
Say it my face best believe I’ma shank ya’
Bangin on Wax ain’t jack when it comes to the real
Set trip on Cixx Pac and wait to get your wig split
Now as I chase ya down with chainsaw Cixx Pac is back with killa’s
You ain’t never saw
Cuttin and cuttin like Jason, but wait a minute
? wrap the bodie so they know I did it
You can’t ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
A skill to kill another dead invention(?)
Drag the dead body it’s to big to carry, and it took’em 10 years to
Find out where he’s buried

[Green Eyez]
Green Eyez I’m that gangsta muthafucka
You heard me on Bangin on Wax, well now I’m bangin your hood rat
Cause see I’m a n***a that gives a fuck about no one
Except my bitch and ya I love that trick
I never cheats on my bitch, cause my bitch is my gat, and that
Muthafuckin hoe gonna always have my back
And that’s a fact that’s why Green Eyez stays packed
For any muthafucka out there tryna test my nut sack
So don’t get it twisted n***a cause I’m lightskin
With green eyes, some hair, and I got some ?
Cause I’ll buck yo punk ass in a minute
And as for your trampy ass bitch, n***a I was already up in it
Hitting the kizok, I’m back in the blizock, servin these rizock, and
Stacking the nizock(?)
And I gotta say what’s up to the n***as who came together for the
Shit
Green Eyez is out for the bloods and crips
[B.G. AWOL]
You can call me Lucifer Duece, see cause I’m killing some shit
Drop top at your church with a .30-06
So when you C triple six and the rifle
You praying like fuck cause I’m the devils deciple
Fuck it, forgive me, don’t say it won’t happen again
God fucked up so now Satan is locked in
I’d rather fuck me a bitch than go to church
But I C the n***a you telling to pull my pants up
What your missin is a life getting took
Cause too many n***as tryna fit in the Guinness Book
I gaffled so mant n***as and bitches and tricks
So much shit that it that it just might not fit
Kill me once and I still come back again, reincarnated as a n***a
With a Mac-10

[Lil Hawk]
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, nah n***a it’s me
It’s that n***a from the hood Lil Hawk Y.G
Im bout to flow it like I know it, smooth fuck up shit
Like I told you once before I got to clock my grip
Trip the grip that I clock, n***as from the ? that I slang on the block
Every muthafuckin day
Dimes, dubs, comin back to back
Going sack for sack to keep my pockets on fat
This ain’t no Boyz in the Hood or no punk ass Colors
I ain’t bangin on wax, you got it twisted muthafucka
It’s just business, so I got to handle it
Comin from the land of the muthafuckin ?
Don’t fuck with me, then I won’t fuck with you
But if you do n***a that’s on my hood that ass is thru
And it don’t matter where you from on this hoo bang
Crip or blood n***as just a respect thang
(Straight gangsta n***a, Woop Woop)
[Big Freeze]
With a Ak-47, they label me deadly
More hazardous to a n***as health than ? ?
C I’m the destructa, doomsday bringer, ruler of the underground ?
Draggin hanger(?)
Gang banger so they label me a walking threat
Cause I saw fuck the world and I bang for my set
C I only fuck with playa’s, hustla’s, killa’s get the bullshit up outta
Here
Cause ? ? ? ? ? ? Killa’s
Recognize killa’s by the look in they eye
The look that say I ain’t scared to kill and I ain’t scared to die
I’m the enemy ? who’s fuckin me
Tryna lock me up and give me life in the penitentiary
A product of the hood ? ? ? police
And I won’t stop killing ? ? Rest In Peace
Put you in a casket, cause a n***a blasted
? from a gansta fuck yo mama, die bastard

[Lil Laniak 2]
Now I’m the bangin and dangerous, young gangsta a Lil Laniak
Deuce
? to my crew and we strapped to
Fools got problems got beef with me or my homies
Finished or not finished you crack with this .40
Don’t even have to use the strap we scrap like bulldogs
You know I steady prowlin ? breaking jaws
Fuck all of y’all, who ain’t down with this thang
I puttin pistols to the ? And blowin out brains
Punk n***as I hate, I got a mental vendetta, ya I remember all my
Homies show me my .45 beretta
And instead of me sayin, say hella to my little friend
Listen to the shots of the Glock as your life ends
Don’t begin to start cryin, ain’t no need to start tryin
Talk me outta killing your ass, cause your punk ass is dying
And I’m not lying, you’ll be flat-lining the ?and breathless
In order you felt this ? ? ? ?
So don’t mess with, cause I’m gettin tired of saying it’s that Y.G
Gangsta Lil Laniak
(Woop Woop)
[Troll Loc]
Now growing up in Compton for me was kinda shady
My G’s was my daddy so I guess them n***as made me
Cause while it sounds gangsta that I grew up ?
I seen a lot of shit, but it’s to horrible to say
C from the age of 9, my O.G.’s was my role model
Lil rookie in the game and they showed me all the rules to follow
Told me never slip, keep a grip, and a fly bitch, and if a n***a trip
Get in his shit and always stay a crip
Mom saw it comin, locked me in the house and boarded me in
But it was to damn cause I was already quoted in
Lost to the streets so I guess I have no future, wanted to be like my
G’s cause them n***as hang with shooters
Kelly Park took the place of the people I call family
Mom tried to save me but she knew she couldn’t help me
Cause I was fascinated and that’s I want to be
Turned out by my G’s just a young LOC

[Evil Bat a.k.a Batman]
Blood in my hood where I’m from you got to be a lunatic
Fucking with the wrong n***a you get smoked quick
But that ain’t the point, the point is this
You do a drive by punk, you better not miss
I ? ? ? ? to go get the gat
Some n***as rolled on me, so you know I’m rolling back
I’m taking n***as to war, like never before
I destroy muthafuckas so I blew up a liquor store
15 fools got blown away, I thank the devil for servin another
Ruthless day

[Big Bun a.k.a. Rider J]
Cause I’m your big your bad your everyday fad
The role of a gangsta a ? ?
I’m raging against delirious ? because there stupid
They love to play games
They want, they taunt, they put up a front
Get outta my face ya useless punk
Your jocking my dick, you got some nerve
Cause your broke and to the curb
Except for what’s in your drawers
The little ol monkey is your only ?
Jr hitting switches up and down
A 6-4 rag plushed out with sound
Buying clothes at the local swap meet
T-shirt, shoes, and fuck Eazy-E
Saggin through the hood
Cause it’s on that ?, drinking 8 ball, smoking bud that’s right
And now I’m vaguely high, trippin on some bitches, for what and
Why
I wanna fuck a bitch any one who’s right
To have it like a ? cause it’s on tonight

[Evil Bat a.k.a. Batman]
Another execution, police is the victim
N***as bustin back so punk police come and get some
I don’t give a fuck about a muthafuckin Sargent
Police always lie, that’s why they die they got me started