What Would U Do?

Have you ever heard of a slaughter?
I oughta start dippin'
Sippin' on that S-T get's me to trippin'
I don't slips, I bangs
With that mad-ass Dogg Pound Gang, it's a DPG thing
Kurupt from the SC, you wanna test me?
Let's see if you'll survive .45 times
Like a hollow point headed for your dome
Take a couple steps, turn around, then it's on
Couldn't withstand the murderous mental
I subdue, and then take you to your temple
When I cause holocaust from what's spittin'
Niggers collapse and when the straps is clickin'
Look, this is how it's done, nigger
I grab my strap, you best run, nigger
I gives a fuck, Kurupt's the kingpin of the click
Littlest G with the biggest dick

Shit, a motherfucker better recognize
With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die
I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
Known to be the shit upon the microphone
Ever since I was born, not to ever love a bitch
Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
Motherfuckers be gankin' styles minute after minute
But as soon as you did it I smelled the nigger shitted

Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me or my crew?
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfucking house

Hey, bitches butterfly all day
While I steady make my pay
Every single day in the LBC
Cruisin' through the Eastside, me and Lil' Sal
When the back of a green 6-4 bustin' free styles

There's no escape
Give me the papes and the tape case
How much money can one nigger make in one place?
The review, ain't shit new
You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck with my crew

I see all these niggers tryin' to get with my kin folk
Get so many busters on the West Coast
And then to say the least
I see a few trick-ass niggers layin' low on the East Coast
And the question is asked
Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigger Daz
I'll be the first one to hit 'em
Oh, yeah, fuck B.G. Knockout and every nigger down with him
'Cause I'm a natural born killer
And I steal a half, motherfucker, 'cause it's like that

Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me or my crew?

There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
Who's quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud?
It doesn't make a difference
'Cause it's about who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence
For instance, let's take these Ruthless fools
These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
Assume it's only for conversation
So let's conversate, slip a nigger the .38
Then dip, empty out the clip
Mind on stead-trip 'cause niggers talk shit

Now if a nigger had a prayer before a nigger died
Would the nigger be dead or would he stay alive?
And if I was in your shoes would I survive?
Probably not, you'd probably let your glock go pop
Now drop to your knees and picture Dat Nigga Daz flowin' in the breeze

Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me or my crew?
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfucking house

From the twitch of the eyes you can see the lie
You should know it when you see it
'Cause it messes up the flow to the real feelings, you know?
And I'd rather be sipping on a glass of wine
Can you feel yourself in the ring with Everlast
Trying to steal a flow? I don't think so
Cock-blockers come with their hearts beating jealousy
In the way like a stray dog, trying to decline every bitch as his own
Cock-blockers come in every color, even blue, yeah, this is true
Trying to fuck your woman and even you
Now what the fuck would you do, motherfucker?