Nothin But The Cavi Hit lyrics

Intro: Mack 10, Kurupt (), Dat Nigga Daz []



(Blaze up)

[Oh yeah]

World wide, west side

Yo

Mack 10 with Tha Dogg Pound

Yeah, and the hits don`t stop [Sucka]

[Nothin but the cavi]

Hey, Daz [Sup]

Check this out, dog



[Mack 10]



Now when I come to ya`ll hood, ya`ll watch my back

And when ya come to Inglewood I`m a front you a sack

So we can grind and get away with the cash like a caper

Cause it ain`t about the set-trip, it`s all about the paper

Made the poverty cease, on the rise like yeast

A parvay lex piece, and I keep my khaki`s creased

Mack 10 is the lick, and ya know what my set be

Connect gang from the west, nigga, where the best be



[Dat Nigga Daz]



It ain`t no questions asked

You down to blast for me?

Down to ride for me?

Down to die for me?

I come through for these sucka-ass niggas who rep

Come creepin up on shorty slowly, show him death

Pull out the Mack 90 automatic for static

Blast a coupla niggas, leave em all panicked

We swirve and hit the curb, smoke some herb

We came up too much, and too tough, and too grub



[Kurupt]



We in the war zone,

Where the war`s on

Where ya gun, nigga?

Show em where you`re from, nigga

Ridin-ass young nigga

Arsenel equipped, hot enough to scorch

With the double fours on the hip rollin with the force

He`s out to catch a body

Talking, but I thought this was a gangsta party

Now he`s walking around smarter

Now he`s about to see, talking about who`s jumpin

I`m about to get the pump to pumpin and start dumpin on somethin



Chorus: Mack 10, Dat Nigga Daz (), Kurupt []



Fuck you over there

(Party over here)

[And if you wanna trip, we got the straps near]



Cause niggas like us do platnium every year

(And if I ruled this sphere)

[Your shit`d disappear]



Now everybody in the house, throw your dubs in the air

And wave em all around like ya just don`t care

We`re ridin dope, so, nigga, act like ya savvy

Mack 10 and the Pound, dog, cookin nothin but the cavi



[Mack 10]



I`m servin niggas like a host with the pound so take a toast

Dog, this west coast and our shit bump the most

Cause vine to vine I swing through the woods of Ingle

And everything I make, fuck around and be a single

From the who bangin hit, to the yes, yes, ya`lls

Now all down my halls, got plaques on my walls

We might slow the roll, sit back and still kick it

But the shit don`t stop till we hit a meal ticked



[Dat Nigga Daz]



I`ll be goddamned

I`m in it for a meal ticket

And the goal`s succesful

I don`t know who to prove a show

Usual swirve a corner and hit a block back-to-back

Ya`ll don`t know us like that,

Where the gang-banger`s hang at

They "Daz, are you a rider?"

I reply "Boy, hell yeah, I`m a rider!"

From the east side of Long Beach to the west side of Inglewood

On a cash mission bailin hood to hood



[Kurupt]



Once upon a time in the early stages of my life, sacrifice,

I feel like loose-shakin niggas like dice

Forever in the day

Say what you say

On the mic I display, Philly to L.A.

I`ve been all over from Crenshaw and Impearl

To 108th, I`m sure Mack got my back,

It`s all about mashing, cashin heat in the stash

When you`re in the neigborhood of assassins

What you say?



Chorus



Outro: Dat Nigga Daz, Mack 10 ()



What do you consider fun? (Pass the bomb, pass the bomb)

All day night, and all night long " "

When you wake up in the morining

And you start to yawn " "

All day night, and all night long " "

C`mon, C`mon



(Yeah, dub S.C.G.

D.P.G.C.

Ha ha ha,

Take a picture, trick

Take a picture, trick

Take a picture, trick

It might make ya rich

Wesssydeee,

Biatch)

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