(feat. Daz Dillinger) 



[Verse I: Daz] 

Turn up the bass break out the Vegas break out the cigars 

I'm lettin all be known so you know who I are 

That M-I double G-D-Ato the Z is the shit 

I'm a gangsta and I'm only for the presidents 

This is for you and yours I'm in the house fo' sho' 

I say "Fuck it" you ready for the motherfuckin war 

The D-O Double O-G don't even try to say (say what) 

When you come up to speak don't even lie to me 

You like to exaggerate dreamin of mansion 

Make up the gang of shit that aggravates to hate me 

So when you trippin and tryin to see (buck buck) 

Or you be one of them niggaz dead in the streets 

Cause what I say is what I do that but only if they new that 

they be dead wrong they can't do that style that I'm doin (what's that) 

they might ruin (oh shit) paddle em down to the bass and start doin 

Y'all all rain deep if anything heat seeing what that nigga wanna be 

Everybody know its down (say what) on a serious tip 

Punk you can get a smack from this nigga I ain't no joke 



[Verse II: Luni Coleone] 

You niggaz betta get low its war time motherfucker 

Its Luni Coleone I smash motherfucker 

The life of a Westside rich nigga so leave that 

Wake up with a can in my hand where the weed at? 

These fake ass G's gettin tired of me 

Cause I check em with no hesitation stay far from me 

It's me and loud rude ohh I feel so evil 

Drunk in the mo-mo sweatin hard off the E pill 

Give me the mic nigga I'll show you how to rock shit 

Shootin yo lights out like Houston Rockets 

Diggidy Daz wuz up cause whats the dealy yo 

Got shit locked from yo city to Sacramento