featuring Boom Bam
Heeeyyy Uhh Half Ounce in yo mouth
Check it out Half Ounce in the house
Chrous: Bring the yellow tape nigga FOSHO
Playa hatas infiltrate us niggas HELL NO
Fools ready to die
Don't be afraid
Bring your gun and your sac cuzz we under attack
Verse 1:
Takes no chances
End with up that least circumstances
Keeps a cool composure
One time's takin those glances
Who be's your enemy on the evilest team,
Racketeerin all your C.R.E.A.M.,
Havin your worst bad dreams,
Pesos for all the amigos
and the sistas,
How ya likin us now,
Competitas gon' bow,
Ain't nothin' top dollar straight corner to corner,
Keeps my hand in the pie like little Jack Horner,
SOLDIERS on my left right ready to die,
Infiltraters six feet keeps our head to the sky,
Its a cold cruel world tryin to watch my back,
Got these cold ass thugs ready to ride and jack,
SHIIT!! For the paper,
Street Dreams and all,
Best be ready to hit the doo' when the one times call,
Gots the picture its still for the money son,
And if you're bailin' through Compton you betta bring a gun,
Chrous: 2x
Verse2: Boom Bam
I deliever my blow it could be fatal,
Get yo ass smashed like potatoes and gravy,
Maybe with some prctice you can fade me,
But I doubt it, Picked up the Compton time
and read about it, How my crew makes the front page
in a rage, In a live concert blowin blunts on stage,
People swingin' on a chasity and got the place packed
to the maximum capacity, People comin from far and near,
To get a glimpse of these gang-bangers, playas and pimps, check it out,
