Daz Dillinger - Retaliation, Revenge & Get Back Lyrics
(daz talking)I want them 20 dollar pores bwoy,Get your sharp sticks!Were going to la la land(hahaha)were going to the moonWere going to serve these mother*****ers tonightBoy you got your shit?***** 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 moreFor us youngsters,Take the chance to achieve and live the life of a bustaGather up all the matter, yeah, we multiplyMany hood stories told, we analyzeSee we bang for this colour and only this colourKill any colour, that aint our colourGet it in your head whats done whats done saidEmbalmed on the wall for all my homies thats deadI cant forget you homieDrinkin and smoking because Im lonelyBlastin all these mother*****ers cause they phonyMy heart flooded with angerDeep inside, but who caresLife is dead, we banging like soldiersSo beware if you scaredThen we torture the ? ? ? ?For what the ***** you done doneJump across these niggas so now the war is onWe rob, strapped busting until they all dropShit, we actually blowing your ***** ass off the blockSo keep your glock clocked sucker!For when I come throughDump around something now your homies is nothing20 seconds til death,Weed, alcohol on my breathYou looking for your *****ing homiesAint none left!Hangin out with my niggas, real street niggasThey hearts is cold hear, bust them triggersTaping flicks, pictures, modifying the street lifeDrinking liquer, shermed out, high as a kiteIntoxication, aint feeling that you can feelWhen the cops drive by suddenlyAnd they was out to kill(daz talking)Yeah, tell your homeboy that!Dead on sight!Everytime we see yall ***** assNow Im shot!Barely made it!Killed four of my homies, its gang-relatedNow whats next for us, we load upBut keep adjust my set to murder, so what the *****!(daz talking)Yeah, when I get wet, theyre aint nothing I wont doSo intoxicate your mind to something newAlways remeberRevenge, retaliation, murder, get backIm in the world on my ownI will roam I gotta stay strongMy motto you ***** with us, you *****ing get domedTwo days later niggas come back and sprayed usRetaliation and get back this time just to face itWe five cars deep, we jet out as we creepBlowing niggas ? ? ? ? hollering east side! long beach!!My feud aint with them other niggas!Its with youGot a gauge to your head nigga what you goin do?Handle my business, for the cops come and get to snitchingReaching to our destination so we can kick itNobody knows and we wont get caughtContinue stacking paper, moving cavi on the blockI 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 ***** ass niggas the ***** out!You better watch out!Cuz here we come, come,We goin getcha getchaWe going getch getchaWe going getch getchaWe aint finshed finishedWe goin getcha getchaWe going getch getchaWe going getch getchaBefore the automatic hitsya hitsyaWe goin getcha getchaWe going getch getchaWe going getch getcha
