Bring It On Geto Boys (Ft. 2 Low, 5th Ward Boyz, Big Mello, DMG, Ganksta NIP, Mr. 3-2, Odd Squad, Seagram & Too Much Trouble)

[Intro]
Bring it on

[Verse 1: 2-low]
Cover your dome, or feel a motherfucking Glock
The rugged child is in the house, I'm letting off shots
Biggity bang biggity bang, hit the motherfucking deck
I'm down on this track and I'm abouts to get wreck
I'm coming like a hustler, never coming buster
Blasting on you hoes screaming, "Die, motherfucker"
Never showing mercy, 'cause that shit is for the weak
I rhyme with my Glock and knock a nigga off his feet
A young nigga, shorts as I figure
Step up with that bullshit, I'm a greet you with this trigger
Blasting on you hoes and let you know how it feels
Bucking with the 5th ward will get your motherfucking dome peeled
Motherfucker bring it on

[Verse 2: Seagram]
It's the Seagster, the major leagster
Bitch deceiver, nigga life-reliever
Oakland hustler, never been a busta
Make way for the nine-trey, I'm coming motherfucka
Straight from the 6-9, the final line village
Doing more damage than a Exxon spillage
Uh, coward, and that's that
I'm known to pack a gat and put heads on flat
No rehabilitatin' my trigga'
Take a nigga out the ghetto
But you can't take the ghetto out the nigga
Ain't nothing changed since the 70s
I'm hellbound nigga, my life ain't never been heavenly
Never slippin' punk no, a nigga don't lag
Game tight replace a nigga's Nikes with a toe tag
His zoom, his ass, his zigga I'm the founder
Stacking up bodies like Jeffery Dahmer
Oh, here comes the flow, watch me as I tiptoe
To a nigga's window, with my M 6-0
Putting motherfuckers out their misery
And watching the murders reenacted on Unsolved Mysteries
Trick, coward lame pussy ass faggot
Six feet deep is where you sleep with the worms and the maggots
Nigga's can't harm me, Rap-A-Lot army
Coming like Desert Storm, you've been warned
But if you still want some, nigga, bring it on