N.J. to L.A.

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Trey-Eights, AKs, bitches every day

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Parties, roleplay, four hoes for me

Hip-hop heroes, gon' please psychos, two rifles

Double barrel, 'nother pharoah, four arrows

Dump pellets, what will is for some jealous

Stick a fork in your dog 'cause he's done, add relish

Double I rider, five fighters, five Bibles

When we ride, we gonna light up my weed with my lighter

Put the gas on it, do eighty, show handle

Gotta blast these fools, get back in time to watch The Sopranos

I'm a damn animal, can't see me, starin' at you

Stiff as a statue, Dirty Jersey, thirty tattoos

Naughty's notion, more titties, more lotion

Call Suave, get Obsession and chocolate, I'm open

Got the X, ****, triple X, ****, text, ****

So you crashed and you'll learn to tell the next ****

Sore soldier, bustin' boulders, full fashion

To the industry I'm takin' what's mine and ain't askin'

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Trey-Eights, AKs, bitches every day

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Parties, roleplay, four hoes for me

My **** pop they collars, so bitches pop your ponytails

We make songs to generate sales

SoundScan it, swipin' the barcode

Demandin' the music, we got such a tight hold

We can't ever lose it from the Ill to the Wood, shit, we keepin' it hood

If it ain't all good, fuck it, we did what we could

From E.O. to the Ingo we spit flows

Double I for those that did not know

Diesel, Rottin Razkals, Road Dawgs

Naughty by, all from the I

'Bout to blow both coasts, boom, sky high

On the same grind at the same time

The two Is are two sides of the same mind

Y'all blind, can't find us where we at

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Trey-Eights, AKs, bitches every day

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Parties, roleplay, four hoes for me

I'ma act a goddamn fool (Goddamn fool), **** better sit back and be cool (Be cool)

Never was the type to fight after school (Uh-uh)

Handy with my tool, make you **** move, who? (Who?)

****, Squeak Ru (Who? Who?)

All my **** bang hip-hop (Hip-hop), I bang from the cell block (Cell block)

Give a fuck what you tell the cops

I get down with them dirty **** (Dirty ****)

And count money from Inglewood to Jersey, ****

So put the stamp on it (Stamp on it), then airborne it (Airborne it)

The number one most gangsta wanted (Wanted)

I bag it up with two-ply (Two-ply, haha)

Californ', East Oran' (East Oran'), motherfucker, D-2-I (Ah)

Gangsta Luv takin' off from the curb

I bought you Trigga Treach these **** scurred

Double I to the death (D-I)

Inglewood pretty city, Road Dawgs be the best in the west

Me and my blood brother Squeak Ru creep through, keep cool

I'm trigger happy with heat (Brrat), ready to street sweep fools

We had the middle and index crossed in '93 (Double I, uh-huh)

Way before copy cats ever ended the industry (Yeah)

Six hundred block Key West, Queens streets, Q-I-P (Much love)

Much love to all my homies

I ain't hatin', bangin' dawn moonlight fadin' everythang (Razkals)

You don't want none? Then get to escalate

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Trey-Eights, AKs, bitches every day

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Parties, roleplay, four hoes for me

Y'all **** don't want none, to talk to me true G

I'm Inglewood's most notorious Q-S-B

Now fuck ****, fuck bitches, fuck snitches, fuck cops

Fuck all y'all fools, Double I got it locked

From east to west, holdin' heats to chest, we trick them riders

Groupie love, can't nothin' divide us

Still gone off the Henna B

Control the zone where I roam, put the dome on my enemy

I gots to feed my kids

So don't trip when you feel a pistol pressed to your ribs

I die for what I believe in

Somebody gotta go, I guess your mama gon' be grievin'

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Trey-Eights, AKs, bitches every day

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Parties, roleplay, four hoes for me

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Trey-Eights, AKs, bitches every day

Dirty Jers', NJ, killa Cali, LA

Parties, roleplay, four hoes for me