(Blaze up)
(Oh yeah)
World wide  west side

Yo

Mack 10 with Tha Dogg Pound
Yeah  and the hits don't stop (Sucka)

Nothin but the cavi
Hey  Daz  (Sup)
Check this out  dog
Now when I come to ya'll hood  ya'll watch my back
And when ya come to Inglewood I'm a front you a sack
So we can grind and get away with the cash like a caper
Cause it ain't about the set-trip  it's all about the paper
Made the poverty cease  on the rise like yeast
A parvay lex piece  and I keep my khaki's creased
Mack 10 is the lick  and ya know what my set be
Connect gang from the west  nigga  where the best be
It ain't no questions asked
You down to blast for me
Down to ride for me
Down to die for me
I come through for these sucka-ass niggas who rep
Come creepin up on shorty slowly  show him death

Pull out the Mack 90 automatic for static
Blast a coupla niggas  leave em all panicked
We swirve and hit the curb  smoke some herb
We came up too much  and too tough  and too grub
We in the war zone
Where the war's on
Where ya gun  nigga
Show em where you're from  nigga
Ridin-ass young nigga
Arsenel equipped  hot enough to scorch
With the double fours on the hip rollin with the force
He's out to catch a body
Talking  but I thought this was a gangsta party
Now he's walking around smarter
Now he's about to see  talking about who's jumpin
I'm about to get the pump to pumpin and start dumpin on somethin
F**k you over there
(Party over here)
And if you wanna trip  we got the straps near
Cause niggas like us do platnium every year
(And if I ruled this sphere)
Your shit'd disappear

Now everybody in the house  throw your dubs in the air
And wave em all around like ya just don't care
We're ridin dope  so  nigga  act like ya savvy
Mack 10 and the Pound  dog  cookin nothin but the cavi
I'm servin niggas like a host with the pound so take a toast
Dog  this west coast and our shit bump the most
Cause vine to vine I swing through the woods of Ingle
And everything I make  f**k around and be a single
From the who bangin hit  to the yes  yes  ya'lls
Now all down my halls  got plaques on my walls
We might slow the roll  sit back and still kick it
But the shit don't stop till we hit a meal ticked
I'll be goddamned
I'm in it for a meal ticket
And the goal's succesful
I don't know who to prove a show
Usual swirve a corner and hit a block back-to-back
Ya'll don't know us like that
Where the gang-banger's hang at
They "Daz  are you a rider "
I reply "Boy  hell yeah  I'm a rider "
From the east side of Long Beach to the west side of Inglewood
On a cash mission bailin hood to hood
Once upon a time in the early stages of my life  sacrifice
I feel like loose-shakin niggas like dice
Forever in the day
Say what you say
On the mic I display  Philly to L A
I've been all over from Crenshaw and Impearl
To 108th  I'm sure Mack got my back
It's all about mashing  cashin heat in the stash
When you're in the neigborhood of assassins
What you say
F**k you over there
Party over here
And if you wanna trip  we got the straps near
Cause niggas like us do platnium every year
And if I ruled this sphere
Your shit'd disappear
Now everybody in the house  throw your dubs in the air
And wave em all around like ya just don't care
We're ridin dope  so  nigga  act like ya savvy

What do you consider fun  (Pass the bomb  pass the bomb)
All day night  and all night long

When you wake up in the morining
And you start to yawn

All day night  and all night long
C'mon  C'mon

Yeah  dub S C G

D P G C

Ha ha ha
Take a picture  trick

Take a picture  trick

Take a picture  trick

It might make ya rich

Wesssydeee

Biatch
Death Row