(feat. Eastwood, Young Ron, Gail Gotti)



[Kurupt]

Yo Eastwood  (Yo what up Gotti?)

Niggaz act like bitches, wanna hear the truth?

Before I say another word, motherfuck Snoop

DoggHouse eat a big Dogg Pound dick

This Gotti, you ain't gon' pimp slap shit

I'm cool, calm, and I'm so collective

And you niggaz don't respect shit, nigga

They call you Soopafly, I call you Soopa-cape

Y'all niggaz bring the gorillas I done ate

They call you Soopafly, I call you Soopa-bitch

That love to eat a Snooper-duper super dick

Panties and a cape, little pink panties

I drink Hennessy motherfucker

And I'm somebody you don't wanna see motherfucker

I'm lookin' in the streets and I see you niggaz truant

And I'm ridin' without Simon's influence motherfucker..



[Eastwood]

I roll these streets with my mind on G's, and I keep a glock tucked

Low-key on my body for niggaz that's tryin' to kill me

Shit, I'm out the hood too

From the Eastside to Compton to Inglewood too

I'm Eastwood (Who?)

One of the realest livin', existin', lyricist lynchin'

I'm competition brought to collision, I flow with percision

Decision to end it, I spit with a vengeance

So pay attention homie, it's business

Can't die without my tickets

I'm ballin', boss hoggin', Snoop doggin'

I'm stompin' out your braids with my Chuck's

A outlaw with a thug ministry, chemistry, touched by my memory

Hennessy, from here to Italy got niggaz feelin' me

Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow

Smokin' dodie, blowin' out my H2 limo

Ain't never had a demo, I'm choppin' up albums

Lock me in a booth, I'm a beast, turn up the value



[Young Ron]

Smoke a blunt with Mr. Cooper, super trooper, pop - Snoop and Soopa

I'm so fly, I roam the block and I'm ready to die

Niggaz told me what happened but they never really told me why

These streets is real, I've seen my O.G.'s cry

Bodies outlined with chalk, that's where a dope fiend died

Soldiers who can't hold they own won't make it alive

I got a lot of talent, so I ain't hard to find

I'm on the grind, my squad ain't far behind

We mackin' dimes, in the club packin' nines

Sniffin' lines - that cocaine blow your mind

Fuckin' with mine, I'm bringin' mine

Bring yours nigga!..



[Gail Gotti]

Ease the beast, Gotti supreme

Gail posted in the back of the 'Llac on lean

Keep the heat stashed in the dash when we mash

Like livin' fast it's secondary to cash

Get your vest tested, your chest infected

Roll with Tha Row now my flow's respected

Gotti up and left, never was rejected

Ride 'til I die 'til the game's respected, bitch



[Kurupt]

I ain't said shit, done shit, fuck 'em

Bustin', bust in bustin', dumpin', fuck 'em - gangsta

What the fuck you really ever did? - nothin'

What the fuck you really ever done?