Leva, Leva, Leva, Leva Die Lil Rob (Ft. Dominator (Central Coast Clique) & Tee Dre)

[Dominator]
Leva, leva, leva, leva
Leva, leva, leva, leva

[Verse 1: Tee Dre]
You better run for
Cover motherfuckers and think of somethin' fast
Before you end up just another bitch who couldn't last
Ain't no games, to be played, unless you ready for some combat
It's 1998 and all these jealous got me straped
Sleeping with my eyes open, quick to draw my gun
Got me hopin' and prayin' that I don't end up the next one
Don't make me unleash a couple rounds, just to let you know
This little motherfucker ain't afraid to unload
Dumpin' shells all over the street, steady servin' heat
Til I'm the only soldier just standin' on my feet
I'm really tryin' to make this situation very clear
Ain't a man alive, on this earth, that I fear
Now we can handle this confrontation, any way you want
Just as long you don't act like a bitch or a cunt
I must admit there's absolutely no respect for those who fake it
So hold on tight, to your life, cause we just might have to take it
Locked and loaded, fully automatic, just in case
Finger on the trigger, spittin' hollow points all over the place
Ready to rumble, (???) of ammunition
Prepare to brutaliate any competition