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[Slip
to Longbeach, haha...
Some of that Capone and Dat Nigga Daz
Smackin y'all upside the head, beyotch
Show y'all niggaz it is..

Welcome to California the gang stay
Longbeach, to Watts, Hawthorne and L.A.
Outside we rip-ride, let the fly
I maintain just to with the gang till the day that I die
Get plus looney and insane, on yo' ass
just to blast on yo' ass if yo' talkin trash
Cash; she in all them no (?)
get some get back and get they whole wig peelt back
Hangin out on the corner drinkin
Little homies doin things from murders to
And say, ("Yo Daz are you a rider?")
And I reply with, "Hell I'm a rider!"
Motorola TV's - on D's
us niggaz feel good when us niggaz got cheese
Young robbin niggaz for they dope sacks (give it up!)
to see where they hearts at
Smokin weed and and hubs, roll around with beat in my truck
Roll around with heat in the front, just to at two punks
12 sawed-off, thinkin my point across
Cooperate or get broke off
Ask ya homies how we put it in
Now they here, now gone, six feet in the dirt
Rest in peace to my L-Dogg from the DPG
Bringin drama to these niggaz, bringin to the streets

Whattcha gonna do if ya hang and bang
..and move around those gangstas
Whattcha gonna do if ya hang and bang
..and move around them gangstas, gangstas!

Capone]
In L.A. ya dress cordial, accordin to the ya goin to
Ya might need to where a khaki suit standin in grey and blue
Ya know who gon' be waitin, and watchin - plannin and plottin
to caught and leave ya shot and forgotten
back in the day, Lewsinger high
Caught every park in the mornin, school was cool ya high
Knockin on they ass, put a nigga through the glass
Capone got there so fast, the crashed
And I laugh when I think back on the days of my
My gangsta-ass ways, a sip like drinkin blaze
in the Haze -- finna get my smoke on
Two o'clock in the with my motherfuckin lotes on
loc' on wit a nigga if ya wit a nigga
Hit a up in traffic, then go try and get a nigga
I'll split a nigga with millimeters from heaters
Cop killers, I gotta kill a cop I'ma need 'em to beat 'em
[Daz] say, "Slip are you a rider?"
And I reply, "Hell I'm a rider!"
My situation got illy, Kurupt was out in
When I up with Daz Dilli, to slap ya silly
Make a milli-on, when I to Leban-on
Mega-tron, Veit-nam, napalm, Bombay
it don't stay calm for
When a nigga livin in a warzone, then the on
I'm a on my throne, so put the crown on my dome
And so it 'Hawthorne: The city where I was born'
Till the cows home, in the southside of L.A.
The of Angels, but Hell surround us, all around us
Makin it hot, I it up, slow my slow and speed it up
Flip a rock and give a cut to the
to get new chucks to bang in
Keep the rag hangin, to slang in
Got a gang of ends

Knick-knack patty-whack, give a G a
If he a G put to work, if he a punk he it back

You want the AR-15, the 17, the M16 or the uzi 14
Mini-machine, with the infrared beam, lean
It's like a dream to be on the scene, knahmean?
Rest in peace to Strak-Lo, keep
Rest in to the homie, NailBoy and radio ridin in peace

Yeah, how we do it
Slip Capone and Dat Daz
Fresh '99.. yeah haha...