[INTRO:(mobster Corleone talking)]

[VERSE ONE:(DAT NIGGA DAZ)]
Yeah
Vision 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to make
Run an illegal businessracketeerin
Smugglindoin things from handin a gunis what they fearin
Bodyguards and hitmen like some Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the cops on my dick
Different locationsspots where it takes place
If you show them my moneyyour ass is gettin f-laid
Theres four major games that run the city of Gs
The violatorsthe Gambinos and the Corleones and me
The violators and Gambinos they run uptown
Me and my cousin Corleone we run downtown
Murders an everyday thang in the city
Where you gotta plot chipsjag robberies and do in its
Tanadian Naythe charge of the weapons
Hit from verandahs and do a thing unexpected
So we plan a plot with an Uzi and 10 shot
Buck em till they all dropcircle round the block
Let em have it as soon as they come out
Unload on their asscommence to takin them out!

[INTERLUDE:(DAZ talking)]
Throughout the streets of Long Beach
The streets was infected with drugsdope pealers and addicts
Gangs have taken over 75% of our town as the young
youth behaviour is outrageous with crime
They feel no remorse whatsoever as the law enforcements
have tried to stop the trafficking of drugs
from coming into our country but they cant
The murders have increased more than 95% and the drug amount
of which they make is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion

[VERSE TWO:(TRAY DEE)]
I had no choice or remorse for time for puttin it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come from my town
I been around since the Jumpstreet makin it pop
Young crook keepin hookniggashakin the spot
Had to be a standout not to get ran out
Look for helpyou help yourself cos theres no handout
Since the city Long Beach is only Gs and hos
You hold on ya heat but them fiendish foes
Trustbustbe aware and I aint ya curse
Cos the niggas that I dared to (?agank?) the first
Think I might be deceased fore I reach my calling
As long as Im haulin my heat Im stallin
I bring it to ya hard from the streets of life
Where niggas get rewarded to grief for strikes
Dont speak on the creepmo fools is listenin
And war story glory aint worth the riskin
Real niggas still get a mob like respect
If you represent ya settill ya bite the deck
Who I be?Im the Deenigga check the file
Under G you will see not to sweat my style
Im takin em out!

[INTERLUDE:(Corleone talking some more)]

[VERSE THREE:(SNOOP DOGG)]
I come through blastinme as a Downtown Assassin
Mashinmay they rest in peace in they caskets
Shoot em down in front of Hassans
Shouldve known from the gatewhos the baddest?
In my zoneDon Corleone wanted
For the murder of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him kill again and again
From the U-S-CI shift kisa 120 plane rides
Multiplied by Gs87.3 million in a matter omonths
Big business and big dollars is all that I want
I blaze up to celebratenew empire to make
Toast till we all dietill we burst and break
From knives to gunsfrom the rich to the slums
We ran outta dopeI dont think so son
While I be gunned by a mark from the enemy park
From daylight to reach dark and all the clucks aspark
From when I pick em off like darts
Stab em in they hearts
Make an examplewhat I saidya end up dead
Spayed the wall with graffiti like hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never reach until I see the blue sky till I die
All I ever want is to be left alone
Me myselfme my dopeme and my chrome
Got paid by cops and judgesI budge when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin crazy for drugs

[OUTRO:(Corleone capping it off)]