the fuck am I supposed to do [Chuck D: x4 in the background] Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits [Flavor Flav] Bust it, we're Public Enemy #1 in D.C. Public
Man, you see how hard Mike's punchin'? Come on Jeff the other guy was just lungin' Left, right, left, right, another K.O If that was me I'd a been okay
though L-I-L R-O-B, S-A-N D-I-E-G-O [Chorus] S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-
show flows and poke hoes that's supposed to be yours Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine Dodgin the (Tech 4x N9ne 4x) Now here'
and Groupies in line, camera flashes, I don't need the action Sweaty hotels, dumbbells, I'd rather shop in modell's While y'all wear backpacks, with corny macks, rollin l
you'll make a switch on how you're gang-banging L-O-C and to the brain real locc's don't play that way See your niggas on the other side is best to
'll make a switch on how you're gang-banging L-o-c and to the brain real locc's don't play that way See your niggas on the other side is best to hit the
boulders Shooting dog water all ya'l back up call Rob with Silkk up in the Viper Can't catch me, I know they don't like me [Chorus x4] Get it how ya
these niggaz know What's up witchu I represent the Pound and Death Row And can't no other motherfucker in L.A. or Long Beach and Compton and Watts see D
's all about perfect timin', feel me! Nigga, it's all about perfect timin', feel me! Puttin' it down 'til these mothafuckas kill me! (Ken Dawg) & L-Burna x4
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl I'd get me four Harajuku girls to (uh huh) Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue I'd
apollo! And let me break it down for you one time Hey the a for artist, the p for people O for outstanding, l - for legal And the other l-o is for the
Tony Yayo] My Cavalla bitch stay in L.A & my Prada mami live in B.K. You know my Chloe hoe, she hold a 4-4 by her bag, she ride it like a rodeo I miss
who plays the game like we supposed [Jay] That nigga Daz in the house [Daz] D-P-G-C fo' L-I-F-E, Roc D-O-double-G Don't change the game for these hoes
funky beat, and I can bug out to it} (I) A.W.O.L DJ Hurricane When Mike D's in the house, whatchyu gonna do? I go A.W.O.L. Adrock's in the house,
my jewelry glitz [Incomprehensible] *** on my fingas and wrist Never would've thought I'd live like this Drive Toyota and a Honda and no other in the streets Like D4L
s ill, cats kill Still black man holds nine, gotta chill star C-A.L.L.A.H, be the light of Shamar Work hard, Shamar, C-Cipher A.L.L.A.H Adapt bars snatch
for L.A.C Just as grip the pump in my lap at all times Fools be jackin' other fools but they don't be jackin' mine Summer time in the L.B.C. fuck the