Intro: Daz & (Tray Deee) talking. Let's get paid Tray Deee. (Shit what else we gon' do?). Hit this shit!. (Fuck it we're gonna go thru wit it). That's what I'm sayin!. (We're layin everybody in this motherfucker Daz. That's when we gonna go after the cheese ya ready?). EVERYBODY LAY THE FUCK DOWN!!!!. Verse 1: Daz Dillinger. A nigga mash in the bank for loot. The robbery's commited and I'm prepared to shoot. blast em with the cops on pursuit. It's all about cheese I got the nibblin like rats. Hop over da corner get them fillin up my sack. Pistol whip a couple and let them know I mean bidness. Niggas been tryin ta get in for years I mean killin. to master a ride out get ghost to hide out. Count my green enforce my team. It ain't a small-time dream no mo'. What make the world go round? It's money cars bitches and dough. Chorus: Daz. See we The Gang we mash and blast to maintain. Weed money cocaine got us all insane. We The Gang we mash to maintain. Weed money cocaine got us all insane. Verse 2: Tray Deee. Covered in armour five seconds till we smuggle the spot. First motherfucker reachin for the button get shot. Got the M-1-6 plus the clips to work. Six minutes to be in and get the chips and skirt. Scoot loot one shot they holler and drop. Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in knots. Got the whole room hostage straight no nonsense. The object is stompin accomplished profits. And never had no mercy for the victim. Die motherfucker die if that's what it take to make me richer. Chorus: Tray Deee. See we The Gang we mash and blast to maintain. Weed money cocaine got us all insane. See we The Gang we mash and blast to maintain. Weed money cocaine got us all insane. We The Gang!. Verse 3: Daz. G's forgetten that A is for Anybody killin in it. for them niggas the G's we be gettin. Watch out when the 9 spit blast irrapidly. Too late the cops at the bank and they got to me. Empty the bread out the safe make I escape. Make a dumb move for the moves you make. KABOOM let the drama unfold blast reload. $70 million out the back door y'know. me and Tray Deee hits deep hear the *?'plaud?* and the scherm is blood. Let's hit the store start robbin for more. Checkin niggas wreckin niggas right at they front door. Bangin niggas gankin niggas for what that ain't yours. Hood operator and none too greater. with the infiltrator bustin on these gangsta haters. Stuck in the zone havin papers havin more zone. Finally puttin meat on my bones (At ease). Chorus: Daz. See we The Gang we mash and blast to maintain. Weed money cocaine got us all insane (Got us all insane). We The Gang we mash to maintain. Weed money cocaine got us all insane. Verse 4: Snoop Doggy Dogg Kurupt. See we're ridin we're stealin we're killin we're dealin. and stickin up you bitch ass niggas. I say we ride Eastside slide forever in a day. The DPG way!. Look here takin your shit is like taking your bitches. Quick as I spin this is as quick as she get. Nigga I'm a ridah and that's on this. We ain't gon' dip until we get them chips. We splits the shit up what I folds. Got a army full of doggs and soldiers full of loccs. Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of notes. Banktellers *?shout?* wit my hand around the throat. Reach for my Colt but on another note. I gotta shake the spot they just called the cops hmm. Nowhere to run nowhere to hide. I point my pistols at the pig DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE!!!. All the homeys saggin unload the Magnum. E'rybody dashin dippin wit the cash-in. The homeboys blastin cop cars crashin. Got all smashin hearts of assassins. Hold up there's the cut (what?) duck. Cock back soon as you look up nigga dump. See the stick-up my mind on a trip on tweak. and I'm dyin wit the homeys before they catch me. We're blastin!. Chorus x2.