[B-Real]
I used to carry a glock 
On the waist line
Man I don't waste time
I'm strong on the bass line
You'll never taste mine
See me on the screen
 [bad word] beggin' for face time
Get your own tape
But don't bother to chase mine
I got a block
Man we havin' a great time
You couldn't fill the shoes
Anytime that I lace mine
Light up the stage
For the homies we make shine
Sick the dogs on you
Get more by the K-9
Homies on the yard never walk in the main line
The manes find that they can never be in the game
I'm lettin' off rounds
Hittin' blunts at the same time
Pick a crew homie
You a neon to save time
 [bad word] like you always spittin' the same rhymes
We put you all to shame
You never went through the same grind
Put you in the bind the minute you came by
So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain

 [bad word] 
You wanna step up get your [bad word] touched
You wanna rap son get your [bad word] buff
Try to test us
You's gunna get smashed up
You [bad word] wit the dogs? 
Get your cash up

Git it
You gotta get your straps up
Git it
You gotta get your stash up
Git it
You gotta get amped up
You [bad word] wit the dogs? 
Get your cash up

[Sen Dog]
I'm right here on the block
when it's time to ride out, you know what I'm all about
Hundred Harley bikes on site when it goes down
Me and my homies always holdin' the fort down [bad word] up in our town and your [bad word] #39; a fourth now
Got 4 ounces and 3 bottle's of jack
2 fifth's in the back and everyone i'm with's strapped
What ever happens
I'm chin checkin' and wreckin' fools
Try disrespecting me 
My Smith & Wesson is endin' you
And I ain't changed since back in the day
Get your [bad word] split quick if you get in my face
You [bad word] wit' the dog
Better stay in your place
Cuss your little [bad word] name don't hold no weight
And your little [bad word] safe couldn't hold my cake
Get your asks denied down the road I take
And let me tell you one more thing before I skate
If you a fake or a snake
Imma send you to your grave

You wanna step up get your [bad word] touched
You wanna rap son get your [bad word] buff
Try to test us
You's gunna get smashed up
You [bad word] wit the dogs?
Get your cash up

Git it
You gotta get your straps up
Git it
You gotta get your stash up
Git it
You gotta get amped up
You [bad word] wit the dogs? 
Get your cash up

[DJ Rippin' with B-Real finish]

[Sen Dog]
Im a First Staff OG from outta the gutter
With a [bad word] up demeanor for you punk [bad word] 
Get played like some [bad word] who try to [bad word] 
Im a real gun busta so dont ever try [bad word] us
Can't nobody touch us that dont leave on [bad word] 
Or worse
Get a ride in a hurse with their bodies covered
It's gunna be a cold summer
As soon as the hilt drops
ALL [bad word] WILL STOP

[B-Real]
couple scums in the street
We don't care what you bustas think
It might sink in sometime
But I won't blink
We go against everything
Smoke all the green
Got the flow wrong
Swing it aint nothing to me
We put it down anywhere
Like it's something to see
So all you [bad word] goin rogue with your haters degree
And when you wanna get loud son I'm ready to work
Punks act up and you bound to get hurt

You wanna step up get your [bad word] touched
You wanna rap son get your [bad word] buff
Try to test us
You's gunna get smashed up
You [bad word] wit the dogs? 
Get your cash up

Git it
You gotta get your straps up
Git it
You gotta get your stash up
Git it
You gotta get amped up
You [bad word] wit the dogs? 
Get your cash up

[Opening as ending]