Retaliation, Revenge And Get Back

(daz talking)
I want them 20 dollar pores bwoy,
Get your sharp sticks!
Were going to la la land
(hahaha)were going to the moon
Were going to serve these motherfuckers tonight
Boy you got your shit?
Bitch ass nigga!
You want static!?
Yo! go get the homeboys!
We got a meeting at the park, dont be late!


They say the streets aint safe no more
For us youngsters,
Take the chance to achieve and live the life of a busta
Gather up all the matter, yeah, we multiply
Many hood stories told, we analyze
See we bang for this colour and only this colour
Kill any colour, that aint our colour
Get it in your head whats done whats done said
Embalmed on the wall for all my homies thats dead
I cant forget you homie
Drinkin and smoking because Im lonely
Blastin all these motherfuckers cause they phony


My heart flooded with anger
Deep inside, but who cares
Life is dead, we banging like soldiers
So beware if you scared
Then we torture the ? ? ? ?
For what the fuck you done done
Jump across these niggas so now the war is on
We rob, strapped busting until they all drop
Shit, we actually blowing your bitch ass off the block
So keep your glock clocked sucker!
For when I come through
Dump around something now your homies is nothing
20 seconds til death,
Weed, alcohol on my breath
You looking for your fucking homies
Aint none left!
Hangin out with my niggas, real street niggas
They hearts is cold hear, bust them triggers
Taping flicks, pictures, modifying the street life
Drinking liquer, shermed out, high as a kite
Intoxication, aint feeling that you can feel
When the cops drive by suddenly
And they was out to kill

(daz talking)
Yeah, tell your homeboy that!
Dead on sight!
Everytime we see yall bitch ass

Now Im shot!
Barely made it!
Killed four of my homies, its gang-related
Now whats next for us, we load up
But keep adjust my set to murder, so what the fuck!

(daz talking)
Yeah, when I get wet, theyre aint nothing I wont do
So intoxicate your mind to something new
Always remeber
Revenge, retaliation, murder, get back

Im in the world on my own
I will roam I gotta stay strong
My motto "you fuck with us, you fucking get domed"
Two days later niggas come back and sprayed us
Retaliation and get back this time just to face it
We five cars deep, we jet out as we creep
Blowing niggas ? ? ? ? hollering east side! long beach!!
My feud aint with them other niggas!
Its with you
Got a gauge to your head nigga what you goin do?
Handle my business, for the cops come and get to snitching
Reaching to our destination so we can kick it
Nobody knows and we wont get caught
Continue stacking paper, moving cavi on the block
I thought you knew! but now you know!
Dont ever ever come around no more!
And whys that? and why not?
Cause its my money and I mash for my block!

(yelling and swearing)


The gang! daz dillenger!
Taking all yall bitch ass niggas the fuck out!
You better watch out!
Cuz here we come, come,
We goin getcha getcha
We going getch getcha
We going getch getcha
We aint finshed finished
We goin getcha getcha
We going getch getcha
We going getch getcha
Before the automatic hitsya hitsya
We goin getcha getcha
We going getch getcha
We going getch getcha