Old pussy ass mark bitch ass buster
Think you from LA cause you listen to some Mustard
This is Battlecat my nigga Kurupt had the battle raps
We go back like four flats on the Cadillac
Nigga you aint never been to a hood day
You dont know Ice Cube today was a good day
You aint never been dropped off in the jungles
Teared Khakis red bandana wrapped around your knuckles
Me and my brother used to dip down in Shaw
Stopped at the Weiner Schnitzel got socked in the jaw
By some sixties I bombed back the nigga pulled out
A strap said its 6-0 I ducked then he missed me
Now Im back to Bompton
Before I hit the hood a nigga gotta stop in the Swans
And pick up a sack had fifty for an eighth
And I only had fifty made it last all day
Smoking with the homies My nigga G Weed from Dallas
My nigga Hooter from Athens Park stay brackin
Fo line deuce line Bray still active
And the Cedars aint giving no passes why we asking?

How you gon bang if you really aint from LA
We spray your gang up on the wall
Tell me
And how you gon fade if you really dont know the dance
I see you really dont bang at all
Mark-ass

Murder was the case that they gave Game
Cops on the colors cause they know a nigga gang bang
Red bandana round the rear-view
Where you say you from Blood? Niggas cant hear you
Flag on the left side claiming you a Blood
Blue rag on the right side calling niggas cuz
Bout to get your mark ass chalked out on the West
This for all my niggas in the pen beating on they chest like

I said I need some pussy on my motherf*cking wall
And I aint got my commissary yet
I said the next motherf*cker try to steal a cigarette
He gon get a f*cking pencil to the neck

Thats on the set
Ooh Im a Tree Top rep all the
Homies know is shoot choppers handguns and Tecs
Not unless my niggas really get it popping
Tree Top niggas like the Hoovers in Bompton
Big Budda Syke o Slim 4 [?]
Q-Ball Lil Wolf TK big back
YZ [?] three two strap
Quisha and Miss Lisa house where we at
Its the gang bang capital 2 Ts capitals
Enemies know the business this shit is factual
Papa Smalls hate it f*ck it shoot out and fade it
So my mama stay awake cause her son be gang banging
You dont know about the put ons and DPs
Hanging out on the block coming through to squeeze
Some outta town niggas disrespecting
I see why Suge Knight and Big U was arrested
(Cant forget about the Mexicans)
And I f*ck with the villains and the swans on God

On God
I got niggas from Denver Lane thatll ride
I got esés thatll kill you at your job
I got some lueders by the Weiner Schnitzel
Hanging out with the pistols making sure shit official
Big [?] and [?] both got stripes
Both locked up for life so if I ever hit the pen
I got a squad hell yeah Im on that gangsta shit
Nigga run up knockout he gon think hes slick
Hub in the dub nigga dont even trip
I get you chased by the grapes nigga 300 crips
My nigga Magic from Avalon Draws from neighbourhood
Get your ass dope fiend slipping in Hollywood
Hop from 6-0 Girch from Santana
Roc from Nutty Blocc we tied our bandanas
And for my little nigga Frog I gotta stay active
Blood in Blood out whats brackin?

R.I.P OG TC
Shoutout to my big homie Bone from Athens
Ridin down Bentral bout to bust a right
On Piru street and scoop this nigga Problem up Blood

What green light and yeah its go time
Product out the fo they can get it off in no time
Oh my did it on my own no cosign
45 devil in disguise free dope trial
West side ride em off [?] avenue
Go at us have your shirt wet as Lake Havasu
Pop pop diggity drop drop hopped in a hotbox
Smashed off stashed the Glock drop it off at the chop shop
Boy dollars only thing make sense
Fo to the duece rest in peace 4 Bent
What

How you gon bang if you really aint from LA
We spray your gang up on the wall
Tell me
And how you gon fade if you really dont know the dance
I see you really dont bang at all
Mark-ass