Anotha Killin'

[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]

It's me and Snoop Dogg, Kurupt and Daz, nigga

(Another killing)

It's another motherfucking killing, nigga

It's another killing

We had to put this together (another killing)

Just had to be

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]

They laid one of my homies down, two of my enemies

I grab the heat and creep up the street and squeeze

I'm in your neighborhood, so what the fuck is up?

And if I catch you I'mma pop you, nigga that's whats up!

We can talk about it, nah, I don't think so

And I'mma catch you when you're creeping with that pink toe

You tryna creep up out that mink store, get you a drink

So when I hit you, you won't even trip to think so

Cross your heart, double dot your eyes

Yellow tape you, make you a homicide

Stretch you out like a Red Vine

Halloween is your deadline, beddy bed time

I zag your zig, I put a fork in the pig

I cock the Glock and pop you my nigga, you dig?

I open you up and leave you leaking by the face

In ghetto we ain't got no time to be catching no case

Too slick, too sly, plus I'm too high

I'm too fly and I do die, I do die

I love to shoot an intruder, I mix the purp with the budda

Love Chicken and Beer like the homeboy Luda

Big Snoopy D-O-Dub, I'mma killa cuz

I'm draped up like a steela of gorilla (dub)

Sacramento no, pedal to the floor

Anotha killing for realer, my nigga let it go

[Verse 2: Daz]

We on the corner a hundred (deep), blue rag the fuck up

And word on the street they got blast the fuck up

Now it's feuding and shooting and I'm running your life

I'm in it for the stripes, nigga don't fuck up my night

Bandana, banana-clips, ready to trip

You niggas is assed out, see you bet' not trip

I see some buster ass niggas at the bus stop out of bound

We bang the gang bang them niggas from The Dogg Pound

Chop 'em, rock 'em and stop 'em, we mashing

Everytime we see you niggas we clashing

D.P.G down with 24th Street

Siccmade nigga down with them 21st g's

(Motherfucker) Brotha Lynch Hung my motherfucking nigga

[Verse 3: Kurupt]

Listen to me

One for the flame, and two for the trigga

And three of these hollow point teflons nigga

When I came in this motherfucker I had a plan

I'll sock all you motherfuckers where y'all stand

I'm gang banged out, riders on a mission

We can catch fades, nigga fuck the pistols

Piranhas is loose in the septic tank

We do what you can't, I am what you ain't

Don't even try to provoke me cuz

Loccing, smoking, slipping, smoke me cuz

I'll beat your ass on the low so fast

Bang on your homies, spread through your hood

Release these toxins like mustard gas

Scrape the Chevrolet, it's all to the good

My nigga Brotha Lynch, Kurupt, Snoop and Daz

(Keep it hood, nigga)

[Verse 4: Brotha Lynch Hung]

Nigga this G block, trust me

Dump on any nigga with the rusty old trusty

Sacramento yes, catch him in the chest

Right by his tour bus left a bloody mess, yes

It was none a cuddy left

Coathanga strangled him, aimed at him

He don't know what angle I'm coming from

Tangled him, spiderwebs all over his cranium

(That nigga has spiderwebs all over his cranium, nigga)

Me and Crooked I know, niggas be talking too much

Nigga shut your pie hole, everybody know you do suck

This ain't a reality show, hungry niggas do touch

Mothafuckas two clutch, giving niggas who cuss

Got an army of niggas, I'm Strange, it ain't a rumor

We giving niggas brain tumors, hit 'em with the Luger

I'm doing the rapping and this nigga is the shooter

'Yay got a mask on but nigga he's a shooter

You'll never see his face on a computer

Spiderman Jr. Oklahoma chewmer

Poke a ho with two cuts

This motherfucker said he about to do what?

Get chewed up, it's Dinner and a Mova'

Deuce-Four, nigga