Lirik Lagu Oh No - Daz Dillinger
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[Featuring Tray Deee J Money]Daz:Oh no! Murder murder murder...Busting at these niggaz who claim to be hardMurder murder murder...Come and blast Dat Nigga Daz and act rudeComing through murdering fools who claim to be hardPulling your motherfucker's cordsMe we're going back for you to say thatPrepare for battle load the narrator with pay backKnowing where you motherfuckers rest and hang atI'm in Long Beach, where the gangbangers hang atDon't want more static, or panic, we're packing gatsAnd asking for shit, nigga, 'cause we're blastingSee, we're The Gang, kicking just to maintainBang on niggaz for a living, busting upon the selling cornersWe on 'em just for twelve figuresMoney, dope, cars and bitches, to getting richerChorus (2x):Oh no, niggaz just wanna get killed tonightTripping on you, the way I feel tonightNiggaz better pack you gunsJ-Money:Glocks are popping off like turboStep into my circle, my word is out to serve yo shitMoney busters lyrically in motionAbout to whip a (???), the East Side coast andI'm the one they love to hate with a passionI packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast itMC's get dealt with, my microphone's my third partnerHeat seeking like a missile when I drop yaStyle is proper, my execution-style of rappingI'm packing a rap while you say "why, what's happening?"My mind is going deep, like Money mister, doing allYou couldn't see me with a crystal ball, y'allIt's critical, I'm thinking of a masterplanCome out with your shit man, I'm broke, feeling critical conditionsListen, Money on a dirt missionCreeping to the night, beating tight, ArmageddonChorus (2x)Daz:Watch out, here I comeBattling motherfuckers till the break of dawnHomeboy, ring the alarmIt's D-A to the Z, dropping the formulaAnd every nigga that I know in Californ-i-aDat Nigga Daz will come out and playBusting on niggaz with an AKSo any given day you want someCome and get some, you don't want noneWhy do we bang?Why do we bang for a living? We just don't knowNow it's time to serve y'all bitches ass niggaz on an open platterYeah, hahaFool, what nigga, you know that got your ass laying down?Tray Deee:You see, I take the ultimatum, disregard the outcomeI'm hard to outrun, and won't be outdoneI hate fake take away motherfuckersI come up from the slums and I run, motherfuckersNo other than The Gang, it's the slang and prosperAnd bang us mobsters, while claming OscarsWhile most niggaz froze, they control their coastThey be home and broke, 'cause they've been known to chokeLike Malone, be gone when the playoffs comeBut I'ma stay off one, liable to spray off someAmmunition, I handle missions one on oneNiggaz, come on, come and get their (???) doneI'm the Cannibal, the Hannibal Lector of rapA nigga steps up wack, and gets a setup-taxWe're The Gang, and we're mashing, blast to maintainWe're the kings in the game, and things ain't to changeChorus (2x)Oh no...
