Nothin' But The Cavi Hit

(Blaze up)

(Oh yeah)

World wide west side

Yo

Mack 10 with Tha Dogg Pound

Yeah and the hits don't stop (Sucka)

Nothin but the cavi

Hey Daz (Sup)

Check this out dog

Now when I come to ya'll hood ya'll watch my back

And when ya come to Inglewood I'm a front you a sack

So we can grind and get away with the cash like a caper

Cause it ain't about the set-trip it's all about the paper

Made the poverty cease on the rise like yeast

A parvay lex piece and I keep my khaki's creased

Mack 10 is the lick and ya know what my set be

Connect gang from the west ***** where the best be

It ain't no questions asked

You down to blast for me

Down to ride for me

Down to die for me

I come through for these sucka-ass ****** who rep

Come creepin up on shorty slowly show him death

Pull out the Mack 90 automatic for static

Blast a coupla ****** leave em all panicked

We swirve and hit the curb smoke some herb

We came up too much and too tough and too grub

We in the war zone

Where the war's on

Where ya gun *****

Show em where you're from *****

Ridin-ass young *****

Arsenel equipped hot enough to scorch

With the double fours on the hip rollin with the force

He's out to catch a body

Talking but I thought this was a gangsta party

Now he's walking around smarter

Now he's about to see talking about who's jumpin

I'm about to get the pump to pumpin and start dumpin on somethin

**** you over there

(Party over here)

And if you wanna trip we got the straps near

Cause ****** like us do platnium every year

(And if I ruled this sphere)

Your s*it'd disappear

Now everybody in the house throw your dubs in the air

And wave em all around like ya just don't care

We're ridin **** so ***** act like ya savvy

Mack 10 and the Pound dog cookin nothin but the cavi

I'm servin ****** like a host with the pound so take a toast

Dog this west coast and our s*it bump the most

Cause vine to vine I swing through the woods of Ingle

And everything I make **** around and be a single

From the who bangin hit to the yes yes ya'lls

Now all down my halls got plaques on my walls

We might slow the roll sit back and still kick it

But the s*it don't stop till we hit a meal ticked

I'll be goddamned

I'm in it for a meal ticket

And the goal's succesful

I don't know who to prove a show

Usual swirve a corner and hit a block back-to-back

Ya'll don't know us like that

Where the g*******ger's hang at

They "Daz are you a rider "

I reply "Boy hell yeah I'm a rider "

From the east side of Long Beach to the west side of Inglewood

On a cash mission bailin hood to hood

Once upon a time in the early stages of my life sacrifice

I feel like loose-shakin ****** like dice

Forever in the day

Say what you say

On the mic I display Philly to L A

I've been all over from Crenshaw and Impearl

To 108th I'm sure Mack got my back

It's all about mas*ing cas*in heat in the stash

When you're in the neigborhood of assassins

What you say

**** you over there

Party over here

And if you wanna trip we got the straps near

Cause ****** like us do platnium every year

And if I ruled this sphere

Your s*it'd disappear

Now everybody in the house throw your dubs in the air

And wave em all around like ya just don't care

We're ridin **** so ***** act like ya savvy

What do you consider fun (Pass the bomb pass the bomb)

All day night and all night long

When you wake up in the morining

And you start to yawn

All day night and all night long

C'mon C'mon

Yeah dub S C G

D P G C

Ha ha ha

Take a picture trick

Take a picture trick

Take a picture trick

It might make ya rich

Wesssydeee

Biatch

Death Row