It's pointless. You grab your stainless, do your action he stay's motionless
 Because of your error, they label this era terror
 drop the coke and the mirror keep your nose clearer
 the outcome of what you've done shook slums of rivals
 from other sides with guns, soldier, and knives
 you took one of their lives and finished it
 now they decide they want to retaliate
 find you ass and even shit
 in memory of lost souls, in honor of their homeboys
 dying here in south los
 now don't even decide you want to hide
 if they find whothey're looking for, they shoot whoever's inside
 Your little street family
 they drive by your block and shot randomly
 you thinks it's best to test
 lead 'em on a quest not cease
 and in the end let one of your homeboys rest in peace

 I'm looking for you, i'm gonna get you back
 when i catch you on the street slippin'
 that ass is mine
 crazily all up in my face with your set trippin'
 and that ass is mine
 ahh sit murder clique jumping from behind the fence
 and that ass is mine
 the big payback i'm gonna get you muthafucka
 that ass is mine
 i'm living in southside, avoiding my death
 with cautious steps
 i might end up serving a point for someone's rep
 that's why a gun is kept i will employ its services
 if i need to stop their plot from being murderous
 can't be a victim of fool who stick 'em
 they walk through life with the wicked smiles and piles of loot
 don't hesitate to shoot in the quest for dead residents
 they're getting rich at the expense of dead presidents
 a lot of rascals causing deep fiascoes

 if you come across 'em avoid 'em; their mentality is
 blast those who ain't down with me
 they got something i want and i'll take it
 if they resist it's permanent sleep
 don't try to be brave; you'll end up in the grave
 it's quite impossible to reform thosewho misbehave
 crooks who took will continue to take
 leave shook with no question and then break
 no scene seems to break his trance of nice dreams
 for visine disguises the red so his eyes gleam
 another situation will arise
 until the instigator takes his turn to die
 in the south side

 I'm looking for you, i'm gonna get you back
 when i catch you on the street slippin'
 that ass is mine
 crazily all up in my face with your set trippin'
 and that ass is mine
 ahh sit murder clique jumping from behind the fence
 and that ass is mine
 the big payback i'm gonna get you muthafucka
 that ass is mine