म्यूज़िक वीडियो

म्यूज़िक वीडियो

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daz Dillinger
Daz Dillinger
Vocals
Kurupt
Kurupt
Vocals
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
Big Tray Deee
Big Tray Deee
Vocals
Goldie Loc
Goldie Loc
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tracey Davis
Tracey Davis
Songwriter
Keiwan Spillman
Keiwan Spillman
Songwriter
Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.
Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.
Songwriter
Ricardo Emmanuel Brown
Ricardo Emmanuel Brown
Songwriter
Delmar Arnaud
Delmar Arnaud
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jelly Roll
Jelly Roll
Producer

गाने

[Intro]
Yo, JellyRoll
No fucking with this one, cuh (Ha)
I got some hood news
[Chorus]
I got the gang back together, mane
This for y'all, all my doggs, that's on everything
They love the way we bang
Heavy, hard hittas
East Side, DP, GC, ****
[Verse 1]
It's Goldi Loc, Snoop Dogg, Daz, Tray Deee, Kurupt
It's Family business, motherfucker, yeah, we fucking it up
Ain't no bigger than the program
It's Death Row, motherfuckers, so you know we fear no man
So get your boogie on C-walk, throw it up, represent it, cuz
I hit the corner, you know how do when I bend it on
Three wheels, one to the ground, concrete
I'm West Coast legend, ****, I'm from Long Beach
Two, one, S-T, these **** zesty
Put a slug in your bestie, disrespect me
That **** Daz, you know the name
Gang Hang Bang, do it like I do it, ****, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Hang out the window with a blunt in my mouth
Eastsidaz, Dogg Pound, ****, yeah, we turnin' it up
We smokin' heavy in the Chevy, steady mobbin', yo, get ready
Yo, we bombing on you ****, ****, fuck who said it
[Chorus]
I got the gang back together, mane
This for y'all, all my doggs, that's on everything
They love the way we bang
Heavy, hard hittas
East Side, DP, GC, ****
[Chorus]
Pressed in, pressed out
Never stressed out
Bang with your chest out
I run the plays with the best routes
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout
[Verse 2]
Got it on smash, we dropping straight classics
If it ain't banging, ****, we ain't rapping
Khaki still sagging, we mashing and active
Turning down Nathan when time to get cracking
Last in a long line of riders and locs
Riding, tipping through the city, dipping, sliding on spokes
On the coast where we post, **** know the results
Still abide by the guidelines spoke in oath
Can't stop won't stop, gotta get it or not
Ten years I done did, sitting still in the box
Eastsidaz keep fire, got the city on lock
And you hating motherfuckers get plenty of shots
Off top, got the Glock, C-walking again
Rep the era when that real street chalking was in
DP, GC, we got 'em talking again
We the hard-headed **** getting off to the chin
[Chorus]
I got the gang back together, mane
This for y'all, all my doggs, that's on everything
They love the way we bang
Heavy, hard hittas
East Side, DP, GC, ****
[Chorus]
Pressed in, pressed out
Never stressed out
Bang with your chest out
I run the plays with the best routes
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout
[Verse 3]
It's time
Push that line
Pull up on each side, DPG, East Side on the hunt
****, what you bitch **** want?
Spin you around with the pump, dump and be done
I'm tired of the way motherfuckers be talking, look
This is it
Talking that shit'll get you chipped
This that twist
This that shit
You acting like a motherfucking bitch, my ****
I got five on the motherfucking sack
1986 with the nickel bags
Snoopy pulled up in the Cadillac
Bitches everywhere, from the front to the back
DP, GC, ****, we a gang
Your bitch will leave and come back like a boomerang
It ain't too much more you should be sayin'
D-A-Z, Goldie, Tray Deee, Snoop, and the homies
[Chorus]
I got the gang back together, mane
This for y'all, all my doggs, that's on everything
They love the way we bang
Heavy, hard hittas
East Side, DP, GC, ****
[Chorus]
Pressed in, pressed out
Never stressed out
Bang with your chest out
I run the plays with the best routes
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout
[Verse 4]
The West 'bout to come together like Voltron
Boy, we tougher than leather, we drop bombs
Keep calm while we banging the set
Goldi Loc up in this motherfucker, repping to Death
What a miracle, it's spiritual to link up with my peers
We the gang, we never left, ****, we right here
Eastsidaz, Dogg Pound got the monkey wrench
And if you ain't rocking with us, then you can hit the fence
Nothing but blue pits, cracking in the mothership
West Coast legendary, serve 'em the whole clip
Brrrah
Bada bing, we 'bout to do this
The gang been waiting on some real-ass G shit
So take that to the bank
While I'm rolling my SS, puffing Death Row dank
Been a minute since we did it
Now run and tell everybody we about to kill it
[Chorus]
I got the gang back together, mane
This for y'all, all my doggs, that's on everything
They love the way we bang
Heavy, hard hittas
East Side, DP, GC, ****
[Chorus]
Pressed in, pressed out
Never stressed out
Bang with your chest out
I run the plays with the best routes
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout
What that West 'bout
[Outro]
Hey, Dogg, turn the music down
Oh, there them **** go, right there
Dogg, hand me that thang
What's up now, ****?
Written by: Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr., D. Arnaud, David Drew, Jerry Barnes, Katreese Barnes, Keiwan Spillman, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown, Tracey Davis
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