作词 : Garner, Moore, Rolison
-----on da phone----- 
Yeah ? Aight, *******! [???] just came on the block and try to smash on all the homies,*******. 
Who, who, *******, what happened? 
Ey, *******, get your *******t! 
What happened, dog? 
Get your *******t! 
What? Just meet me on the block. 
I'm on my way! 
Chorus: I don't know about you, but all 
I wanna do is get my bang on 
Stay strapped wit my sack 
While *******s watch my back 
Well, *******, get your bang on (Verse 1 -Squeak Ru ) 
Mack, I hear some *******s got a problem wit the [woosh ?] 
I see the *******s got they straps and they ready in the hood 
So I'm loadin up my weapons, steppin 
Callin up the crew cuz ass whoopin we ain't acceptin 
And I ain't lettin *******t go 
*******s got to back up, bow down or get wet up wit ammo 
Mutha******s got to pay or [?????] in the night cuz 
I don't play (Verse 2 -Mack 10) 
At night I can't sleep, 
I'm tossin and turnin 
So I stay full of 'yak and smoke sermon 
Got a [???] to my name and though the hood's gettin bigger 
I'm paranoid and sleepin wit my finger on the trigger 
And now my *******es stressin that 
I'm livin [brome ?] 
Cuz I'm fresh out the pen and get my serve on 
It's all about murder where me and 
Squeak from 
So ******* the enemies and we dumpin when we see some, so 
Chorus It's the life of a 
G I got to live (Verse 3 -Squeak Ru) 
Them rocks movin slow on the block 
*******, One 
Time hot and we just lost the ****** spot 
Got me curb servin under pressure 
I'm so paranoid at night 
I keep my glock [and my dress on ?] (Verse 4 -Mack 10) 
All these 187s got my mind undisstressed 
And even claimin 
Dub S, you need a bullet-proof vest 
You know the gang, *******, when you dog and you loccin 
Kill the first thang movin [and ?] just the first thang smokin (Verse 5 -Squeak Ru) 
All I wanna hear is buckshots and guts out 
*******s gaspin for they breath is the type of *******t 
I'm talkin 'bout 
You *******s cruisin 'fore 
I bruisin 
Ey, Mack, get your ammo, ****** the tool that you're usin (Verse 6 -Mack 10) 
Peel ya dome to the back, dog 
Cuz when it comes to the wood, they better know how to act, dog 
Connect Gang, punk , yell the hood out and bustin 
*******, ******* every clique that ain't down wit us, ******* em (Verse 7 -Squeak Ru) 
******* em and feed em dish 
*******s get dismissed 
Connect Gang [faint ?] at the top of the list (Verse 8 -Mack 10) 
You wit colored bandanas and clips like bananas 
Homicides when we ride, so the world wanna ban us, ******* 
Chorus