On, Onsite

Lyrics

[Intro: Kurupt] Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger Kurupt, Young Gotti, nigga West Coast California livin', nigga Yeah [Verse 1] Milli monotone, cyclone Stallone Marone chaperone shiny chrome Capone Smashin' in a '82 brand new Brougham Home sweet home, nigga, where the hoodstas roam In gangstaville where we shoot to kill Pop the pill, pop then drop the three-wheels The tale of tales, fly high as a gazelle The hell-hound came through to drown the whale Pronounce, denounce, strip then set sail Soak in a cloud of smoke then inhale Hold it in, never exhale Smoke whoever nigga's zone I'm in, oh well Fuck you and ya mama Drama, holocaust through anaconda [Hook: Kurupt + Lil 1/2 Dead] Nigga, I'm blastin on you, you Your homeboy, your whole hood Fuck y'all punk bitch made niggas On, onsite, let off on sight Lettin' off on the first thang in sight, fuck ya'll niggas Niggas act like they gon' get wit me when they see me on site But I don't give a shit you bitch 'cause I'm a gangsta for life [Verse 2] It's time to prepare, lil' nigga, listen here Get pierced like ten spears, shit is fierce Fist, five and five, in multitudes Comin' through bangin' the five Shit hit ligaments. Restructured, rewired I'm tired of all y'all rap this sawed off Let off a pellet, the Desert Eagle start yellin' Screamin', the path of a demon bailin' With my all blue Chucks on goin' out right Dippin' through the back 'cause it's on onsite The first nigga saw is the first nigga gone Smashed on, banked and shanked and blast on I make the bitches strip, we out 6-4's Like e'erday, Californ-I-A I can't explain it, the immaculate candy painted Double-four dumper on my lap for comfort [Hook: Kurupt + Lil 1/2 Dead] For you, you Your homeboy, your whole hood Fuck y'all punk bitch made niggas On, onsite, let off on sight Lettin' off on the first thang in sight, fuck y'all niggas Niggas act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite But I don't give a shit you bitch 'cause I'm a gangsta for life [Verse 3] Prepare to storm, when the storm rain fire and brimstone Spread throughout the plains like a plague (Dogg Pound!) Back to the G's and fool With the heater cocked, drownin' niggas in they own pool Hit 'em hard like weights Make a nigga feel it like pains and aches Puncture ya temple and make ya brains shake I'mma get ya, hit ya, nigga, makes no mistakes I'mma crack the plates I ride like dirt bikes, poetical ninja I end your five mics, forty-fifth precise The system's assistance to get up in this Dogg Pound, California, you can't fuck with this Kurupt Young Gotti, Fred, Daz Dillinger Two shots of tequila to the head [Hook: Kurupt] Fuck you, you Your homeboy, your whole hood Fuck y'all punk bitch made niggas On, onsite, let off on sight Takin' off on the first thang in sight Fuck ya'll-you, you Your homeboy, your whole hood Fuck y'all punk bitch made niggas On, onsite, let off on sight Takin' off on the first thang in sight Fuck all you, you Your homeboy, your whole hood Fuck y'all punk bitch made niggas On, onsite, let off on sight Takin' off on the first thang in sight Fuck ya'll-you, you Your homeboy, your whole hood Fuck y'all punk bitch made niggas On, onsite, let off on sight Takin' off on the first thang in sight, fuck y'all niggas [Lil 1/2 Dead] Niggas act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite But I don't give a shit you bitch 'cause I'm a gangsta for life...