[Hook (4x)]
Who am I?
(radio skit: Lil' n***a 1/2 dead
[Verse 1]
You know who I am, you know my motherf**ing name
Long Beach is the city, Dogg Pound the game
1/2 Dead steppin' true the do'
With a 4-4
Everybody get faced down on the f**ing flo'
And yo
Give up your do'
And um, give up your ho'
And give me the keys the that motherf**ing 6-4
Hittin' swithces, b**hes all on my nuts
Cause I drops nuttin' but funky cuts
Shuts
I don't know why, I be so fly
Way up in the sky till the day I die
I, ain't doing nuttin' but straight clownin'
Rollin' true your hood, Eastside Dogg Poundin'
And I don't give a f** about a n***a
Cause every single day my game grows bigger
And um, if a n***a really wanna show me
He better hurry up and act like he know me
Because
[Hook (4x)]
[Verse 2]
I'm coming from the Eastside of the ocean
With the macrobiotic lotion
Now let me see your hands in the air with some motion
Movin' up straight from left to right
Cause we gon' rock this f**ing party like all night (ooooh weeee)
Cause I don't give a f** about a punk a** cop
I shoot him in his knees and watch his b**h a** drop
To the ground, the Pound is my gang
I told ya
Now I gotta fold ya, scold ya and ??? ya
And what you wanna trust ya punk
You got stomp by H-D dog in his dead a** trunk (dead a** n***a)
And that's how it goed and that's how it be
Don't f** with a n***a from the LBC (n***a)
Cause you can ??? with this mental
And thrown a park f**ing with a BG with a gang of hard (n***a)
So sit down befor you get smacked
b**h a** n***a
You know where my hard is at
Because
[Hook (4x)]
[Verse 3]
Like the I says make him say it again
Cause it's the weedpin and it'll drop of gin
And juice, get my caps l loose
f** a gang trues
And I'll re-produce
Some mo' gangsta sh** for your monkey a**
And n***as will be asking me how it will be so damn fast
But I don't tell 'em sh**
I let 'em pay for his nuts
Cause like I said I drops nuttin' but funky cuts
And all you hookers and ho's
All lickin' my fingers
So could you please back up and give me my space?
Huh, cause I, gots to drop this gangsta sh**
And if you to close
Then p**y you'll get hit like all in yo' mouth
No doubt
1/2 Dead is in the house in the Pound, in the back
Ready to get yo' punk a** out, fool
So back up and drink ya drink, punk
n***a, befor I have to make you for your dank
And um
[Hook (4x)]
[Outro]
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Lil' 1/2 Dead
Yea
For the motherf**ing 199-flo
And ya don't stop, fool
Yea