On Sight

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger] A nigga starvin' at home but with an appetite built for destruction Get it off your chest, nigga, cock it and bust it On sight, we rushin', AK's from Russia We the niggas you love to hate 'cause we jammin', now fuck 'em Explode on them assholes, enter the danger zone Where the weather's so cold I told the story, again and again On how it goes down way back when You see, cuz told cuz, now cuz caught a slug Then cuz came back and gave it like it was Now it's some nigga dead, 187 in progress Now niggas know 'round here not to start shit [Verse 2: Kurupt] Murder, murder, cock the burner, dump it and slide, nigga That Dogg Pound Gangsta shit bump in my ride, nigga Me and my brother Draws, dippin' around the 'Shaw Me and my brother Hump, got the semi and pump Pushin' for the frontline, hit 'em up from behind Hit 'em up every time, kindly cop, on the dot Swoop and Lil G Rock, let's go get the money route And see what the fuck these bitch niggas really talkin' 'bout Me and my nigga Daz always out to get the cash Soon as you see them niggas, you should just duck and dash Before we come out with the nina, fly, buck and flash Motherfuck it, Daz, hit the fire, cock, buck and blast [Chorus: Daz Dillinger + Kurupt] We gon' ride, we gon' smash We gon' get 'em, we gon' blast We gon' ride, we gon' smash We gon' get 'em, we gon' blast Yeah, fuck y'all niggas, we gon' ride tonight We gon' catch these niggas slippin' Get to dumpin', get to chippin' Get to pancake and chicken flippin' Making money off some bitches Die or die tryin', ride tonight [Verse 3: The Lady of Rage] Now, now, get with this deadly fixin' Step into mama's kitchen And you want I'm fixin'? Raw spittin' Flow like a locomotive, don't act like you ain't notice You tryin' to see me, you best'a readjust your focus No one could be as dope as, no one but me that wrote this Come on, you gotta quote it My guns, I keep 'em loaded Noted but bitchy, thoughts, this industry is wishy-washy Been a long time but my rhymes make you forget me nada Bucks 'em down with my underground tactics Batten down the hatches, Cali is active But still sleepin' on us like we was a cushy mattress But I'm about to stick it to 'em like a bushy cactus And then strike 'em like a book of matches Watch my flame, you are not my name When it comes to my spit game, remember I'm that dame Lyrical murderer, ain't shit changed, bang [Chorus: Daz Dillinger + Kurupt] We gon' ride, we gon' smash We gon' get 'em, we gon' blast We gon' ride, we gon' smash We gon' get 'em, we gon' blast Yeah, fuck y'all niggas, we gon' ride tonight We gon' catch these niggas slippin' Get to dumpin', get to chippin' Get to pancake and chicken flippin' Making money off some bitches Die or die tryin', ride tonight