Daz Dillinger - Burning Down the House lyrics

(Daz Dillinger in background) [Daz Dillinger] Yeah... Ese Daz and Dat n***a Daz, you know what I mean We kickin' it like this [Ese Daz] Yeah It's Ese Daz from the real Spanish F.L.Y [Daz Dillinger] Yeah [Ese Daz] Start them engines (And you know that) Yo, Daz Dilli, you ready? [Daz Dillinger] Spanish F.L.Y Tell 'em what's up [Verse 1] [El Fino] You don't wanna f** with the black and brown Snatch the crown and lay Everybody down [Ese Daz] Get down [El Fino] Face down in the c**a Motherf**er That's what you get livin' the crazy life, vida loca Diein' slowly And hit another crime of agony f** the world, ain't nothing left, but insanity Mama tellin' me it's corrupted, infested Influenced by street demons, I'm not tested [Ese Daz] Foolish Loco Youngsters and D.P.G. mobsters 5-6-2, 3-1-0 Southside Riders [El Fino] Adversaries get buried, devoured by the hour And you hear the sounds of the rounds and you see the gun powder Bow, get on your kness and come to please Subliminal, subterrainian individuals With street concrete heat lyrics that'll ignite Activate Get ready for war, let's take flight [Chorus: Ese Daz] 5-6-2 to the 3-1-0 Big pimpin' on the grind, fa' sho Money, choppy Hoes, let's go Let's go, we Burning down the house [Chorus] [Verse 2: Daz Dillinger] I can't hold it No one's showin' when I'm givin' it up It's me and Ese Daz, doing it up and givin' it up Get your groove on, move on to the next Lookin' for that hot mami, which one will I pick Hit the switch on the low-low's, up on the low pro You know I do my thang in looking for them bad hoes Looking for them gushes, them fine good-lookin' Mami ruca doin' her thang and everybody lookin' To all y'all haters, stop guessin' We strapped for protection Teaching all and y'all a valuable lesson We out for the money, respect and the power It's me and Ese Daz, and this spot is ours Cause we will never stop (We never stop) And all y'all fools will drop (Click-click) It's Dogg Pound fa' sho Dough comin' out the Vol' do E-Dub and Khool Aid Pocos Pero Locos [Chorus] - 2X [Verse 3] [Ese Daz] From the port of Los Angeles to Long Beach Let's take 'em to the streets and serve 'em California heat Like the Italians on an American meet Causin' overdoses Uncut gangsta potions [Daz Dillinger] Ese, where you from? [Ese Daz] The city's by the ocean Pacific, to be exact West coastin' Panchos and Bennotens, bald-headed and braided We made it, never faded, always hated, never duplicated It's Ese Daz from the real Spanish F.L.Y We rise, stakin' high, off the tequila sunrise [Daz Dillinger] Every, every, everybody, better get they strap We bustin' 'em gats, puttin' them fools on the map Tic-tac, with no get back, they shouldn't sh** that Blowing they head back and blowing they rib back 5-6-2, 3-1-0 [Ese Daz] Spanish F.L.Y. and D.P.G On the grind, fa' sho [Chorus] - 2X [Daz Dillinger] Everybody get live...