Retaliation, Revenge & Get Back Lyrics - Singles - Daz Dillinger

(daz talking) 

I want them 20 dollar pores bwoy, 

Get your sharp sticks! 

We're going to la la land 

(hahaha)we're going to the moon 

We're going to serve these motherfuckers tonight 

Boy you got your shit? 

Bitch ass nigga! 

You want static!? 

Yo! go get the homeboys! 

We got a meeting at the park, don't be late! 

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They say the streets ain't safe no more 

For us youngsters, 

Take the chance to achieve and live the life of a busta 

Gather up all the matter, yeah, we multiply 

Many hood stories told, we analyze 

See we bang for this colour and only this colour 

Kill any colour, that ain't our colour 

Get it in your head what's done what's done said 

Embalmed on the wall for all my homies that's dead 

I can't forget you homie 

Drinkin and smoking because I'm lonely 

Blastin all these motherfuckers cause they phony 

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My heart flooded with anger 

Deep inside, but who cares 

Life is dead, we banging like soldiers 

So beware if you scared 

Then we torture the ? ? ? ? 

For what the fuck you done done 

Jump across these niggas so now the war is on 

We rob, strapped busting until they all drop 

Shit, we actually blowing your bitch ass off the block 

So keep your glock clocked sucker! 

For when I come through 

Dump around something now your homies is nothing 

20 seconds til death, 

Weed, alcohol on my breath 

You looking for your fucking homies 

Ain't none left! 

Hangin out with my niggas, real street niggas 

They hearts is cold hear, bust them triggers 

Taping flicks, pictures, modifying the street life 

Drinking liquer, shermed out, high as a kite 

Intoxication, ain't feeling that you can feel 

When the cops drive by suddenly 

And they was out to kill 

(daz talking) 

Yeah, tell your homeboy that! 

Dead on sight! 

Everytime we see y'all bitch ass 

Now I'm shot! 

Barely made it! 

Killed four of my homies, it's gang-related 

Now what's next for us, we load up 

But keep adjust my set to murder, so what the fuck! 

(daz talking) 

Yeah, when I get wet, they're ain't nothing I won't do 

So intoxicate your mind to something new 

Always remeber 

Revenge, retaliation, murder, get back 

I'm in the world on my own 

I will roam I gotta stay strong 

My motto "you fuck with us, you fucking get domed" 

Two days later niggas come back and sprayed us 

Retaliation and get back this time just to face it 

We five cars deep, we jet out as we creep 

Blowing niggas ? ? ? ? hollering east side! long beach!! 

My feud ain't with them other niggas! 

It's with you 

Got a gauge to your head nigga what you goin do? 

Handle my business, for the cops come and get to snitching 

Reaching to our destination so we can kick it 

Nobody knows and we won't get caught 

Continue stacking paper, moving cavi on the block 

I thought you knew! but now you know! 

Don't ever ever come around no more! 

And why's that? and why not? 

Cause it's my money and I mash for my block! 

(yelling and swearing) 

The gang! daz dillenger! 

Taking all y'all bitch ass niggas the fuck out! 

You better watch out! 

'cause here we come, come, 

We goin getcha getcha 

We going getch getcha 

We going getch getcha 

We ain't finshed finished 

We goin getcha getcha 

We going getch getcha 

We going getch getcha 

Before the automatic hitsya hitsya 

We goin getcha getcha 

We going getch getcha 

We going getch getcha