[Time Bomb]
I`m from the S-O-U-T-H side of C-A, why they try to P-H
Still hit `em up with that E-A, G-A to the N-G-S-T-A
So fuck them other N-I double-G A`s
Hate the po-po`s and kill the DA
Hang with my crew, blue strings in my shoes
Mary jane and some loot, while we swangs in the coupe
I`m addicted to mackin` hoes - tracks and flows
Crenshaw Boulevard back and forth
L.A.`s finest, and L.A.`s behind us
Gangstaz, hoochies, essays, and hunnies
D`s still twistin`, low-low`s still hoppin`
Gangsta shit still droppin`, Crenshaw still poppin`
Gang signs throwin` up, bodies still showin` up
And oh yea - Time Bomb still blowin` up, beotch (L.A.C.)
(When you got a L.A. Confidential, up in the place to be
Ride, ride with me - )
[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]
Let`s all roll, throw it up if you`re with me
I`m so cold, who am I but stayin` G
Tha Dogg Pound spreads the word, I know y`all heard
Please take heed when I speak or you`ll get served
[Slip Capone]
You know the gangstaz hang, gangstaz bang
And gangstaz slang, it`s just a gangsta thang
Cause gangstaz dip and some gangstaz trip
I`m the gangsta Slip and this Gangsta Crip
I used to bump Brotha Lynch and Ganksta Nip
Cause wasn`t nobody else up on that gangsta tip
Gangstaz smoke sherm and gangstaz rock perms
Gangstaz don`t listen and gangstaz don`t learn
Gangstaz rock braids and gangsta jheri curls
Gangstaz gon` take over the world
Gangstaz go to jail but gangstaz skip bail
Gangstaz make mail, a gangsta won`t ever fail
Gangstaz - gon` stay on top
Because a gangsta gon` make the gangsta shit pop
Just lounge homeboy, you in the gangsta zone
Hawthorne, California where the gangstaz roll
[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]
Let`s all roll, throw it up if you`re with me
I`m so cold, who am I but stayin` G
Tha Dogg Pound spreads the word, I know y`all heard
Please take heed when I speak or you`ll get served
[Jayo Felony]
My nigga Slip is a gangsta
But cuhz, I`m a hoodsta or hood star
And I`m takin` the hood far
Little C-riders posted up with the bullet loco blue rags
Smokin` the bomb and fluid and keep dumpin` on you fags
I heard and seen it all, I`m hopin` I ball
Keep on lickin` them loco nuts until I get Crip balls
I`m still strivin`, yea, you worried about what I`m drivin`?
Your bitch needs to give me more pedal to the floor
Fuck a Navigator, nigga I can flip ten gators in my living room
If you can`t do that, nigga give me room
Had a ???? `89, but see your bitch made me mines
See them motherfuckin` rims on that brand new Benz? bitch they be mine
For mine I did the crime, had to run from one-time
And you bet I can`t fit my dick all in your mouth at one time
I fuck your mammi in the butt and Crip Walk on your liver
While I`m rich rollin` on a river, bitch
[Knoc-Turn`al]
Caught up in a land of hard times, back off mine
Mash while pushin` a hard line
A hard cat, with hard raps and hard rhymes
I hardly pay attention to rats
But my mind says hard dick served to a bitch ain`t no crime
Cook soft dope to hard dimes
Chicken - by the way I flip mine
I hard hit and grip like canines
I target hard heads with no spine
March in and start to take mine
Big D let me fuck that bitch and you fuck mine
Off hard liqour it`s hard to unwind
Knoc-turn`al comes through in overtime
When I die build me a shrine
I`m as - hard as hard can get
In my mind I ain`t begun to spit yet, and until that time -
[Butch Cassidy]
Let`s throw it up, throw it up , let `em know
Out in the West, represent, let it go
Let`s throw it up, throw it up , let `em know
Out in the West, represent, let it go
(L-L-A.C.)
