INTRO:(*mobster Corleone talking*). VERSE ONE:(DAT NIGGA DAZ). Yeah. Vision 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face. The street value of that is what you dream to make. Run an illegal businessracketeerin. Smugglindoin things from handin a gunis what they fearin. Bodyguards and hitmen like some Al Capone shit. Heavy artillery got the cops on my dick. Different locationsspots where it takes place. If you show them my moneyyour ass is gettin f-laid. There's four major games that run the city of G's. The violatorsthe Gambinos and the Corleones and me. The violators and Gambinos they run uptown. Me and my cousin Corleone we run downtown. Murder's an everyday thang in the city. Where you gotta plot chipsjag robberies and do in its. Tanadian Naythe charge of the weapons. Hit from verandahs and do a thing unexpected. So we plan a plot with an Uzi and 10 shot. Buck em till they all dropcircle round the block. Let em have it as soon as they come out. Unload on their asscommence to takin them out!. INTERLUDE:(DAZ talking). Throughout the streets of Long Beach. The streets was infected with drugsdope pealers and addicts. Gangs have taken over 75% of our town as the young. youth behaviour is outrageous with crime. They feel no remorse whatsoever as the law enforcements. have tried to stop the trafficking of drugs. from coming into our country but they can't. The murders have increased more than 95% and the drug amount. of which they make is more than 700 million dollars. Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion. VERSE TWO:(TRAY DEE). I had no choice or remorse for time for puttin it down. Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come from my town. I been around since the Jumpstreet makin it pop. Young crook keepin hookniggashakin the spot. Had to be a standout not to get ran out. Look for helpyou help yourself cos there's no handout. Since the city Long Beach is only G's and hos. You hold on ya heat but them fiendish foes. Trustbustbe aware and I ain't ya curse. Cos the niggas that I dared to (?agank?) the first. Think I might be deceased 'fore I reach my calling. As long as I'm haulin my heat I'm stallin. I bring it to ya hard from the streets of life. Where niggas get rewarded to grief for strikes. Don't speak on the creepmo' fools is listenin. And war story glory ain't worth the riskin. Real niggas still get a mob like respect. If you represent ya settill ya bite the deck. Who I be?I'm the Deenigga check the file. Under G you will see not to sweat my style. I'm takin em out!. INTERLUDE:(Corleone talking some more). VERSE THREE:(SNOOP DOGG). I come through blastinme as a Downtown Assassin. Mashinmay they rest in peace in they caskets. Shoot em down in front of Hassans. Should've known from the gatewho's the baddest?. In my zoneDon Corleone wanted. For the murder of forty men. Ordered to hit and watch him kill again and again. From the U-S-CI shift ki'sa 120 plane rides. Multiplied by G's87.3 million in a matter o'months. Big business and big dollars is all that I want. I blaze up to celebratenew empire to make. Toast till we all dietill we burst and break. From knives to gunsfrom the rich to the slums. We ran outta dopeI don't think so son. While I be gunned by a mark from the enemy park. From daylight to reach dark and all the clucks a'spark. From when I pick em off like darts. Stab em in they hearts. Make an examplewhat I saidya end up dead. Spayed the wall with graffiti like hogs for all my lost Doggs. Never reach until I see the blue sky till I die. All I ever want is to be left alone. Me myselfme my dopeme and my chrome. Got paid by cops and judgesI budge when I buzz. I got the City of Long Beach goin crazy for drugs. OUTRO:(Corleone capping it off).