(feat. Dre'sta, Young Shane)



[W.C.]

Uh, dat's riir, niir!

Back once again, it's Dub C: the shadiest

Introducing ya'll to the newest members of my clique: 

Young Shane, wit Young Hogs, Dre'sta the Gangsta

and we are: Bandana Swangin' Productions	(Yo, Toones!)



Can you feel this realness? Nothin' can save ya

From the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis

The one and only witta chrome pistole

For those who don't know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole

Dub witta capital 3rd letter

Down for whatever, whenever takin' the berettas to bangin' for cheddar

Forever bailin' in my overalls and work- [?]

Breakin' jaws

Dre'sta the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young Hogs



[Young Shane]

It's the young Desperado! My model is to bang foe the hood, 

bring the pain foe the hood, cuz it's all tooted good

On the reala, a young killa, a young thrilla, mashin'

the enemy goes down for [?] scrilla

To whom it may concern: fool, I need a "Burn" like Militia

All ridas creepin' about to getcha

It's the same, loc, don't get it twisted when I bail through

One Bandana Swangin' wit bottles on both sides



[Chorus:]

Survival of the fittest and we wit this

Who wanna witness? All my rides wit hustle handle their business [?] 

Survival of the fittest and we wit this

Who wanna witness? All my ladies wit hustle handle their business [?] 

Survival of the fittest and we wit this

Who wanna witness? Real rides, be wise and handle your business

Survival of the fittest and we wit this

Who wanna witness? Bandana Swangin' (be bangin' and bringin' their business)



[Dre'sta]

Mic check, 1, 2, what you bustas wan' do or gon' do?

Now that real rides are upon you. I warned you and alarmed you!

The bandanas will be swangin' when we swarm through, was born to!

(Cap to make the minds of all remainin' [?])

Make these girls and the thugs in the club dance.

Dre'sta the Gangsta makin' you bang your head and bounce

Shout from the West to East, Midwest and Dirty South!

Dub C, my niir, yeah

Young Hogs born to thug wit me and Muggs 

and Green Bug California Love, homie [?] chases only, 

women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon me

Lyrically fictive [?] be the loc'est 

whack rappers claiming' dat they're the dopest

When hopeless brothers be the brokest

Saddest song dat you ever heard

Shinin some light on all you bustas like the Ghetto bird!

And that's [?]



[Chorus:]



[W.C.]

Ugh! Ah, Good Evening! Do not attempt to adjust your radio!

Ain't nuttin' wrong, we have taken control to bring you the special show:

Bandana Swangin'! Who me? Huh, I'm known as Dub C alias the shadiest one.

Ey, Dre'sta, what you got?



[Dre'sta]

I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna look at me evil

And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and scandalous people. 

If you test Dre it's suicide. Lyrical drive by 

Makin' sure you suckas die. Only ya bye-bye [?]

And the moves [?] of the 5-0 got rappers study

And us gangstas like revival since my arrival.

And roll wit hogs dat get it's on, raw and ball till we fall

And revolve all broads to [??]



[W.C.]

From the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and locs

I represent the chronic [?] and smashes of gun smoke.

For this box Regal to Martinis [?] sippers on a do low

3 time felons, double eye for (strinkin' pulo [?]), you know

The shadiest, shadiest wanted ‘em all but call

Dub C the Ghetto manifesto, still standin' tall

Bandana Swangin' till the wheels fall off

And all my momma bear the realest niirs to ever lay ya'll 



[Chorus: x2]