Strizap Daz Dillinger (Ft. Ice Cube)

[Daz]
Yo when I spit pay attention, just play your position
Finna to stab you with scissors, I'm mad at the prison
Mad cause I'm sittin', mad at these casualties missin'
Bitchin' bout who bad and who isn't
(Shit homie, we Dogg Pound Crippin')
Man, I just handle my business and pop Impala's
Keep a gang of thorough niggas cold watchin' my product
Still watchin' my dollars
I'm a D.P.G.C. street rhyme scholar
I got the world on my dogg collar
(Y'all niggas soft in the middle
I'm bombin' on 'em, plus y'all ain't shit)
With the heart of a hundred pits founds grippin' the system
Gettin' they armor, launch a revolver
We all plan contact when we yell 'woof'
Scope vision, aim, fall back
Fuck what it cost, Dogg Pound need all that
I'll put the holes in you niggas gettin' shit twisted
Dissin' individuals who be snitchin'
Duck down, here I come to get 'em, tell 'em

[Hook: Daz] (Ice Cube)
Hold on to somethin' when the dogg put his foot down
The ground gon' move somethin' viscous
So you better hold on to somethin'
(Better get your strizap, better get your strizap)
So you better hold on to somethin'
(Better get your strizap, better get your strizap)
So you better hold on to somethin' when the dogg put his foot down
The ground gon' move somethin' viscous
So you better hold on to somethin'
(Better get your strizap, better get your strizap)
So you better hold on to somethin'
(Better get your strizap, better get your strizap)