[Woodie: 

Where 're you from homie 

and what do you claim 

and don't fuck around and call me essay n.a. 

cause this is the northern cali pistol 

packin' antioch plus swamp 

that's doom to give you a kick in the guts 

for homeboys snoop and blackbird 

have my click backed up forgot abou the sunday clan 

but 50 startin packin down 

and takin homies out the game 

they wasn't what they claimed to be 

they think that they back with me 

but now when they see me 

they wanna hang with me 

but when i got out back in 96' when i touched down 

they was nowhere to be found 

hibernating out of town 

either that or at their baby's mommas house 

gettin chased 

so if you see me, don't break your neck 

y'all gets no respect 

with Blackbird on the run, and picked Snoop under the gun 

it was just me, Lil Bird, Lil Los and my cousin 

trying to keep the tribe alive 

under 50's watchful eye 

so we didn't all survive 

and there is one thing that i realized 



chorus: 

Loyalty above it all its the hardest fact 

Just when you thought you knew was going through your homeboy's mind 

The funk starts jumping and he can't handle his fears 

Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear 



I trust my mother and my pit 

and count my homies on left my hand 

expect down least from others 

so far it has been the best plan 

no disappointments, cause stressin is pointless 

crack the top off of an oldie after an oldie and enjoy this 

the life that i'm living today in hopes that i'll see tomorrow 

looks that way that these snitches will pay for, they will never feel my sorrow 

they deserve to die, they took all control of lives 

starp 'em down in the shocker, flip the switch and let 'em fry 

why oh why would I want someone to die 

i'm just that type of guy, me bein a killa can't deny 

and only the lord can pass this judgement upon me 

so lies from the government, suck a dick, like ben a tommy 

i'm fed up with these bitches and snitches, talkin my business 

got a hit list two pages long, i'll be killin for christmas 

I gotta flip for quickness and do them both, no witnesses 

and police i know you're listening to this, so watch this bullshit. pig 



chorus: 

Loyalty above it all its the hardest fact 

Just when you thought you knew was going through your homeboy's mind 

The funk starts jumping and he can't handle his fears 

Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear 



Woodie: Lil' Los break 'em off 



Lil' Los: 

Times are getting hectic, the po po's interceptin 

no homeboys unaffected, talkin to detectives 

can't understand it, how they picked up these habits 

all you back stabbin faggots, makin Los the madest 

motherfuckas in the double C county (Woodie: Antioch!) 

gotta clip through these streets with need of clean 

i gotta bring this thing to a closure 

got a protest, smoke ya, like a fat sac of doja 

but boy, but i told ya like northern exposure 

got a high style soldier that's liable to potch ya 

packin heatas and hostess' 

got me smokin my roachas 

and the stress is so high 

it's turning out, it's to toke us 

it's hard to focus on my life dream 

when i got the shiesty, haters right behind me 

i'm likely to snap, react and grab the strap 

put on the small spot on my back 

ain't no tellin' where i'm at, when i'm hot to react 

i'll go to a place deep in the bay 

where you can't get away from suckaz that are two-faced 

and it's a damn shame, people turn their back on ya 

poppin' like champagne 

i'm rising bubbles and brains 



chorus: 

Loyalty above it all its the hardest fact (..hardest fact..) 

Just when you thought you knew was going through your homeboy's mind 

(ooh.. yeah.. yeah..) 

The funk starts jumping and he can't handle his fears (..handles his fears..) 

Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear (oh.. yeah.. ye ah..)]