i would die of a broodling cuz than i can offer my body and go to heaven and know that i helped the zergs hahahahahahahahahahahaha
Cali love to my true thugs, picture me now
Still down for that death row sound, searchin for pay days
no longer dre day, arive derche
long and forgotten, plottin for plottin-child's play
check your sexuality, as fruity as this alize
quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move
cross DEATH ROW, now who you gonna run to
like those other suckers cuz you similiar
pretendin to be hard-oh my god-check your temperature
screamin compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard
brothas pissed cuz you switched and escaped to the burbs
mob on to this new era, cuz we untouchable
still can't believe you got pac rushin, uppin you
bless the real, all the rest get killed, who can you trust
only time reveals...
toss it up!