Ya Can’t Trust Nobody Kurupt

Man what you need man?
Yo' bitch ass always come around here wit this whole
Three dollar two dollar five dollar hit shit
Nigga come around here with a twenty-sack of somethin nigga
My bills gotta get paid motherfucker
I'm outta here -- catch me next week beotch!

[Daz]
Hop in my Chevy get to wheelin down the block
Makin sales, whether slangin weed or rocks
Clockin major strapped up, me and my niggas in the house
Might as well BACK UP, bustin on niggas if they act up
On a mission with my gang, around here we run thangs
Get paid, every night, where we hang
Cause it's a street thang, cops and automatic weapon
Keep a nigga intact, for these niggas half-steppin
Daz Dillinger, got sewed up for real
Dealers servin these niggas for a quarter of a mill'
Ninety-eight my motto to kill, that's how it is
Fuck my family, fuck my friends, when my dope come in

[Kurupt]
You feel like fuck trust, a nigga lose his life
Tryin to trust on motherfuckers like us..

Stackin, stolen stack stackin it ain't nuttin but murders
Kidnappings jackings and vault cracking
Crackin up in these parts, heat sparks up in these parts
The dark parts of the motherfuckin park
The tarantula's loose and I'm heated now
With somethin in my right palm to keep y'all seated down
Repeated, headhuntin, huntin for heads
Shot in the chest neck arm and legs