Why Oh Why Warren G (Ft. Tha Dogg Pound)

[Intro: Daz & Kurupt]
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
*Door knocking*
Get the door
Yo wassup? What you need?
Hmm? *tsh* Yeah
I'm out of here

[Verse: Daz]
Hop in the '63 chevy, countin' boutin' the heat
Scapin' thru the streets with my niggas bumpin' hellafied beats
See us, niggas play for keeps, kill the strong and the weak
From the east side of long beach, that's 2-1 street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin' thru' the night (haha)
Stackin' hundreds, we kept the drugs and hoes comin' (come on)
Young gunnin', tortured, no need to be punished (yeah)
All we have of the system is big cabbage
Lifestyles is lavish, livin' my life from Dallas
It was a challenge, livin' my life like a savage
To have or to not to have it or nobody can have it
Untouchable, indestructable
Get in my way and we're dustin' you
As a kid this the type of shit that we dreamed of
Money, cars, bitches and drugs
I prevail, the crack sales, then got in jail
Couldn't post bail now my home is livin' in a cell
Thirty years with no parole as I grow old
You won't see me on the streets 'til I'm 60 years old