Old ***** ass mark, ***** ass buster Think you from LA cause you listen to some Mustard This is Battlecat, my ***** Kurupt had the battle raps We go back like four flats on the Cadillac ***** you ain't never been to a hood day You don't know Ice Cube, today was a good day You ain't never been dropped off in the jungles Teared Khakis, red bandana wrapped around your knuckles Me and my brother used to dip down in 'Shaw Stopped at the Weiner Schnitzel, got socked in the jaw By some sixties, I bombed back, the ***** pulled Out a strap, said it's 6-0, I ducked then he missed me Now I'm back to Bompton Before I hit the hood, a ***** gotta stop in the Swans And pick up a sack, had fifty for an eighth And I only had fifty, made it last all day Smoking with the homies, My ***** G **** from {"{"}?} My ***** Hooter from Athens Park stay brackin' Fo' line, deuce line, Bray still active And the Cedars ain't giving no passes, why we asking? How you gon bang if you really ain't from LA We spray your gang up on the wall Tell me And how you gon' fade if you really don't know the dance I see you really don't bang at all Mark-ass Murder was the case that they gave Game Cops on the colors cause they know a ***** gang bang Red bandana round the rear-view "Where you say you from, Blood?" ****** can't hear you Flag on the left side claiming you a Blood Blue rag on the right side calling ****** cuz Bout to get your mark ass chalked out on the West This for all my ****** in the pen beating on they chest like I said I need some ***** on my **********ing wall And I ain't got my commissary yet I said the next ************ try to steal a cigarette He gon' get a ****ing pencil to the neck That's on the set Ooh, I'm a tree top rep, all the Homies know is shoot choppers, handguns and Tecs Not unless my ****** really get it popping Tree top ****** like the hoovers in Bompton Big booty psycho, slim fo' get wet Q-Ball, lil' wolf, TK, big back YZ {"{"}?} three, two strap Quisha and Miss Lisa, house, where we at It's the gang bang capital, 2 T's capitals Enemies know the business, this s**t is factual Papa Smalls hate it, **** it, shoot out and fade it So my mama stay awake cause her son be gang banging You don't know about the put ons and DPs Hanging out on the block coming through to squeeze Some outta town ****** disrespecting I see why Suge Knight and Big U was arrested (Can't forget about the Mexicans) And I **** with the villains and the swans on God On God I got ****** from Denver Lane that'll ride I got es茅s that'll kill you at your job I got some looters by the Weiner Schnitzel Hanging out with the pistols, making sure s**t official Big {"{"}?} and {"{"}?} both got stripes Both locked up for life, so if I ever hit the pen I got a squad, hell yeah I'm on that gangsta s**t ***** run up, knockout, he gon' think he's slick Hub in the dub, ***** don't even trip I get you chased by the grapes, ***** 300 crips My ***** Magic from Avalon, Draws from neighbourhood Get your ass **** fiend, slipping in Hollywood Hop from 6-0, Girch from Santana Roc from Nutty Blocc, we tied our bandanas And for my little ***** Frog I gotta stay active Blood in, Blood out, what's brackin'? R.I.P OG TC Shoutout to my big homie Bomb from Athens Ridin' down Bentral 'bout to bust a right On Piru street and scoop this ***** Problem up, Blood What, green light and yeah it's go time Product out the fo', they can get it off in no time Oh my, did it on my own, no cosign 45, devil in disguise, free **** trial West side, ride 'em off {"{"}?} avenue Go at us, now your shirt wet as Lake Havasu Pop pop diggity drop drop, hopped in a hotbox Smashed off, stashed the Glock, drop it off at the chop shop Boy, dollars only thing make sense Fo' to the duece, rest in peace 4 Bent How you gon bang if you really ain't from LA We spray your gang up on the wall Tell me And how you gon' fade if you really don't know the dance I see you really don't bang at all Mark-ass
[00:23.70]Old ***** ass mark, ***** ass buster [00:26.12]Think you from LA cause you listen to some Mustard [00:28.34]This is Battlecat, my ***** Kurupt had the battle raps [00:30.72]We go back like four flats on the Cadillac [00:33.08]***** you ain't never been to a hood day [00:35.62]You don't know Ice Cube, today was a good day [00:37.81]You ain't never been dropped off in the jungles [00:40.11]Teared Khakis, red bandana wrapped around your knuckles [00:42.52]Me and my brother used to dip down in 'Shaw [00:44.70]Stopped at the Weiner Schnitzel, got socked in the jaw [00:47.25]By some sixties, I bombed back, the ***** pulled [00:49.40]Out a strap, said it's 6-0, I ducked then he missed me [00:52.32]Now I'm back to Bompton [00:54.22]Before I hit the hood, a ***** gotta stop in the Swans [00:56.55]And pick up a sack, had fifty for an eighth [00:58.76]And I only had fifty, made it last all day [01:01.22]Smoking with the homies, My ***** G **** from {"{"}?} [01:03.61]My ***** Hooter from Athens Park stay brackin' [01:05.90]Fo' line, deuce line, Bray still active [01:08.16]And the Cedars ain't giving no passes, why we asking? [01:10.96]How you gon bang if you really ain't from LA [01:13.90]We spray your gang up on the wall [01:17.22]Tell me [01:20.40]And how you gon' fade if you really don't know the dance [01:23.36]I see you really don't bang at all [01:26.93]Mark-ass [01:29.81]Murder was the case that they gave Game [01:31.92]Cops on the colors cause they know a ***** gang bang [01:34.33]Red bandana round the rear-view [01:36.87]"Where you say you from, Blood?" ****** can't hear you [01:39.16]Flag on the left side claiming you a Blood [01:41.26]Blue rag on the right side calling ****** cuz [01:43.57]Bout to get your mark ass chalked out on the West [01:45.81]This for all my ****** in the pen beating on they chest like [01:48.69]I said I need some ***** on my **********ing wall [01:50.21]And I ain't got my commissary yet [01:52.75]I said the next ************ try to steal a cigarette [01:55.02]He gon' get a ****ing pencil to the neck [01:57.54]That's on the set [01:59.03]Ooh, I'm a tree top rep, all the [02:00.31]Homies know is shoot choppers, handguns and Tecs [02:02.44]Not unless my ****** really get it popping [02:04.68]Tree top ****** like the hoovers in Bompton [02:07.39]Big booty psycho, slim fo' get wet [02:09.67]Q-Ball, lil' wolf, TK, big back [02:11.93]YZ {"{"}?} three, two strap [02:13.91]Quisha and Miss Lisa, house, where we at [02:16.88]It's the gang bang capital, 2 T's capitals [02:19.03]Enemies know the business, this s**t is factual [02:21.47]Papa Smalls hate it, **** it, shoot out and fade it [02:23.83]So my mama stay awake cause her son be gang banging [02:25.88]You don't know about the put ons and DPs [02:28.31]Hanging out on the block coming through to squeeze [02:30.99]Some outta town ****** disrespecting [02:32.81]I see why Suge Knight and Big U was arrested [02:35.31](Can't forget about the Mexicans) [02:37.67]And I **** with the villains and the swans on God [02:40.25]On God [02:41.15]I got ****** from Denver Lane that'll ride [02:42.85]I got es茅s that'll kill you at your job [02:45.77]I got some looters by the Weiner Schnitzel [02:47.65]Hanging out with the pistols, making sure s**t official [02:49.71]Big {"{"}?} and {"{"}?} both got stripes [02:51.84]Both locked up for life, so if I ever hit the pen [02:53.93]I got a squad, hell yeah I'm on that gangsta s**t [02:56.37]***** run up, knockout, he gon' think he's slick [02:58.67]Hub in the dub, ***** don't even trip [03:00.91]I get you chased by the grapes, ***** 300 crips [03:03.38]My ***** Magic from Avalon, Draws from neighbourhood [03:05.94]Get your ass **** fiend, slipping in Hollywood [03:08.42]Hop from 6-0, Girch from Santana [03:10.86]Roc from Nutty Blocc, we tied our bandanas [03:13.08]And for my little ***** Frog I gotta stay active [03:15.50]Blood in, Blood out, what's brackin'? [03:18.38]R.I.P OG TC [03:20.54]Shoutout to my big homie Bomb from Athens [03:22.90]Ridin' down Bentral 'bout to bust a right [03:25.45]On Piru street and scoop this ***** Problem up, Blood [03:27.83]What, green light and yeah it's go time [03:29.84]Product out the fo', they can get it off in no time [03:32.02]Oh my, did it on my own, no cosign [03:34.22]45, devil in disguise, free **** trial [03:36.70]West side, ride 'em off {"{"}?} avenue [03:39.25]Go at us, now your shirt wet as Lake Havasu [03:41.03]Pop pop diggity drop drop, hopped in a hotbox [03:43.41]Smashed off, stashed the Glock, drop it off at the chop shop [03:45.87]Boy, dollars only thing make sense [03:48.03]Fo' to the duece, rest in peace 4 Bent [03:51.09]How you gon bang if you really ain't from LA [03:52.81]We spray your gang up on the wall [03:57.52]Tell me [04:00.36]And how you gon' fade if you really don't know the dance [04:03.31]I see you really don't bang at all [04:06.67]Mark-ass
