Released: May 10, 1994

Songwriter: P. Rayson Snoop Dogg B. west Havoc & Prodeje

Producer: Havikk the Rhime Son Prodeje DJ Gripp DJ Kaos L.V. (South Central Cartel)

[Intro:]

[DJ Gripp]
Yo this is Gripp, wassup?

[Havoc]
Yeah this is the mouthpiece, some punkass niggas tried to dump on me man
But I ain't going out like that, call up the Cartel, get the shit
And let's roll

Now here we go (Now here we go)

[Verse 1]
Chillin' in the hood, chillin' on the set
Five-O's roll flashing lights and the homeboy's jet
Niggas ain't sleepin, cuz' everyone's an enemy
And fo'-fo's in the six-fo' chevy
Brothers knuckled up in the day
But now we don't scrap yo we strap nine-mills, AK
47s and intricate shit to serve funerals
The motherfuckin' OGs play generals
Tell the little Locs cap a bitch
Lead in your head where you couldn't get a stitch
Cats hittin' concrete, brains hittin' walls
Nuts goin' pop and the blood's in your draws
Right I'll kill a punk if the punk's sweatin' me
Capable of death wish drive Prodeje
Riggy-Rhimeson put a buck in the duck
Miggy-Mouthpiece how the livin'? Boom!
Shit outta luck (Yeah)
Buck a sucker buck a motherfucker buck 'em up
Niggas hit the corner trynna smoke me over what?
I'd rather just scrap but the gat's what I'm livin' by
So when they sweat me I commit another homicide

[Refrain]
It'll be, a driveby homicide
I'm a nigga gotta live by the trigga'
(x2)

[Verse 2]
City under siege motherfucker, my hood is on lockdown
A nigga dead (buck buck) face down, clown
Oh yo fuck no ho ho nigga, chop chop, I'm on the block with a nine-Glock
One-time's got beef G
Mary had a lamb, goddamn
But Havoc had an uzi
SC load clips, lead in your ass as the AK rips
Domes get split motherfuckers wanna G
On Miggy-Mouthpiece, Rhimeson and Prodeje
Morgue-bound niggas lie stiff in the street
Nine goes pop niggas hit the concrete
Niggas die quick, die young, get hung
Styles like pussy, one taste and you're sprung
A one mile scope on your dome and it's flew
Wrapped up box mailed home to your crew
Smoke a motherfucker tryedta G, Give it up
Niggas try to smoke Prodeje, Give it up
Cartel roll straight deep, when it's time for a whoride
So when you sweat me I commit another homicide

[Refrain]
It'll be, a driveby homicide
I'm a nigga gotta live by the trigga'
(x4)

[Verse 4]
Break a nigga down to a compound
Slit his fucking skull live his brains on the grid now
Fuck one-time cuz the crime is on me
A dead motherfucker can't walk (talk) so his ass sleep
Nice screams (ha being) niggas dead on the corner
Five-Os laugh he's a goner
Now we lead in your ass with a blast motherfucker
Buck buck buck, yeah sucker
Two to the one to the one
A nigga with a gun in the hood so the five-Os come come
Code red code blue 187 on a niggero
Blood spills on a figgero
So I creep out the mist
But niggas wanna diss this
But Havoc's feared like syphilis
Prodeje's a felon no joke
So i smoke him
Discombobulate him with a one blow
Choke him
Break a nigga off cuz he soft as a jimmy
Elevate that ass leave a cast punk try me
Glock goes buck and the AK rips so
Smoke clears, dead bodies lay, presto

[Refrain]
It'll be, a driveby homicide
I'm a nigga gotta live by the trigga'
(x6)

South Central Cartel

South Central Cartel is an American hip hop group. They are a Los Angeles-based gangsta rap group. Some of their popular songs include “U Gotta Deal Wit Dis”, “Pops Was a Rolla”, “Ya Getz Clowned”, “Gang Stories”, “Servin ‘Em Heat”, “Knocc on Wood” (Remix), and “All Day Everyday” & “Eastside-Westside” & “It’s an S.C.C Thang”.

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