(feat. Daz Dillinger)
[Verse I: Daz]
Turn up the ba** break out the Vegas break out the cigars
I'm lettin all be known so you know who I are
That M-I double G-D-Ato the Z is the sh**
I'm a gangsta and I'm only for the presidents
This is for you and yours I'm in the house fo' sho'
I say "f** it" you ready for the motherf**in war
The D-O Double O-G don't even try to say (say what)
When you come up to speak don't even lie to me
You like to exaggerate dreamin of mansion
Make up the gang of sh** that aggravates to hate me
So when you trippin and tryin to see (buck buck)
Or you be one of them n***as dead in the streets
Cause what I say is what I do that but only if they new that
They be dead wrong they can't do that style that I'm doin (what's that)
They might ruin (oh sh**) paddle em down to the ba** and start doin
Y'all all rain deep if anything heat seeing what that n***a wanna be
Everybody know its down (say what) on a serious tip
Punk you can get a smack from this n***a I ain't no joke
[Verse II: Luni Coleone]
You n***as betta get low its war time motherf**er
Its Luni Coleone I smash motherf**er
The life of a Westside rich n***a so leave that
Wake up with a can in my hand where the weed at?
These fake a** G's gettin tired of me
Cause I check em with no hesitation stay far from me
It's me and loud rude ohh I feel so evil
Drunk in the mo-mo sweatin hard off the E pill
Give me the mic n***a I'll show you how to rock sh**
Shootin yo lights out like Houston Rockets
Diggidy Daz wuz up cause whats the dealy yo
Got sh** locked from yo city to Sacramento