[Hook] x2 First to bomb, right out the gate nigga fuck your size Come be my enemy killa, when I see you eye to eye First to bomb, right out the gate nigga fuck your size Outlaw immortal my nigga, when I see you eye to eye
[The Game] It's too much gangsta shit goin' on in the fuckin' world For niggas to be actin' like girls I'm the Gangbang General, never rhyme a subliminal 12-gauge shotty to your body, a fuckin' criminal A animal, West Coast beat cannibal Who got the antidote? I'm sick on this gangsta shit Not Blood or a Crip, I'm a Anybody Killa For reala, half Blood half motherfuckin' gorilla Suicidal, my flow is a automatic rifle My rag is a flag, I should hang it from the fuckin' Eiffel Tower, MC's I devour, a lyrical time bomb I explode to the next episode Cutlass ridin', butler drivin' Head low cause it's all about motherfuckin' survivin' In the city I claim, Westside we bang The Game, and the D.P.G.C. gang
[The Notorious B.I.G]
I got seven Mack-11's, about eight 38's Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, the shit never ends You can't touch my riches Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht The two weed spots, the two hot Glocks That's how I got the weed spot I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lambsbread Little Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas I tote guns,I make number runs I give mc's the runs, drippin' When I throw my clip in the AK,I slay from far away Everybody hit the d-e-c-k My slow flow's remarkable, peace to Mateo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the yayo That's crazy blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells Oh my god, I'm dropping shit like a pigeon I hope you're listenin', smackin' babies at their Christenin' So you better grab your pistol Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fucking shit spill And I'm talking 'bout buckets, why did I have to do it? Sadat said fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it
[2pac]
Some say my criminal experience is legendary I do what's necessary Niggas wanna see me burried Worried, if you coming hurried I ain't going down, fuck the world I'm a thug Tell 'em can't nothing stop me but a slug I went from drug dealing to a shot caller From off the block, no longer rock And putting money in my pocket, nationwide baller Bitch nigga I'm prepared to die, Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes has seen so much in misery, So before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thugging Tell 'em bury me a G on everything I love And fuck the law cause the raw niggas ain't free This picture's clear but we can't see, hahaha This game is jealousy, Don't let 'em change That's what they keep on telling me, motherfuck the fame