Loose Cannons (放炮神探) - Dr. Dre/Xzibit/Cold 187um/Sly Pyper
All my life I've been down to ride
So I kept it real and I stayed alive with no compromise
And I fantasize about the baddest b**ch and what between her thighs
Then I woke up and realized this is my motherf**kin' real life
You know where the f**k I'm from
From that muthaf**kin' legendary
From the city where them niggas load clips and fats
And get stabbed at home room should've skipped that class
Sh*t will never change on the West Side
Jack your sh*t take your car for a test drive (Ah sh*t)
Gangbanin' out the window hollering let's ride
Gotta keep a tec by the bedside
These niggas don't know my life
All this pain and what I sacrificed
And all my niggas that lost their life you never die you never die
I'm in that motherf**kin' one for a minute now
All y'all lil' niggas need to simmer down
Shut the f**k up I'm the one that's killing now
Take a look who on top of the pinnacle
R.I.P to KMG
I'm still gonna murder and don't give a f**k where the body at
You do too much talkin' I walk in the building
I just give a f**k Where the money at
I'm doing them drugs and I'm coaching a player
They trust me it's only just one of them
I'm callin' them shots and makin' the plays
And if you get a train Better f**k with him
I keep it gangsta y'all testin my patience
Got me feelin' so anxious I be lookin' so facetious
Feel like running a capre
(Wait hold up I got next)
(What up X)
Spent my birthday in Dubai
Skyrise surprise and I'm dressed like a spy
Black tux oh you f**ks guess what I'm ready to blow
(Yo oh no)
I hang that 6-2 sideways
Pissin' off the neighbors scrapin' bumpin' in the driveway
You gave me the pistol told me to kill at will
(Blow yo oh no)
(I couldn't give a f**k)
Literally cashed out just livin' to me
Blast it like a Kennedy beat
Wanna get rid of 'em? Send them to me
While I'm just over here cozy holdin' these double D's
She book smart with pornographic abilities
Well I don't know what you know
But I know I got that sh*t
These motherf**kers still talking? F**k 'em!
That's why they bring X and the guillotine out
To stop these b**ches niggas from runnin' their mouth
(It's about time somebody said something)
One in the glove one in the clip one in the chamber
One on the dash one in the stash ready for danger
I'm ready to die I can't control this f**kin' anger
Ah sh*t somebody better f**kin' stop me
Cause I'm a loose cannon that can't stand myself
I'm bad for my own health
You niggas really think I give a f**k about somebody else (f**k em')
I swear to god I'ma do it back the f**k up
I'ma do it I swear to god I'ma lose it
What the f**k are you doing? Put the gun down
Really? Are you doin' this sh*t to me again?
(Oh my God)
You is so f**ked up for this
(Wait wait wait wait)
What the f**k
Don't point the f**kin' gun at me!
Okay put the f**kin' gun down!
No no no no!!
"Alright I got the legs"
"Man this b**ch is heavy"
"You gotta get under her armpits man"
"Shut the f**k up I got it"
"What the what the f**k did you guys do?"
"It was this ni**a"
"Sh*t matter of fact you know
What you gon' dig the f**kin' hole this time"
"I don't give a f**k like it's the first f**kin' hole I ever dug"
"Who the f**k is that?"
"I don't know ask f**kin' Charles Manson right here"
"Oh oh you're tryin' to be funny?
You're really f**kin' tryin' to be funny right now?"
"Shh shh shut your a** up"
"This is bad
This is this is f**king bad man
F**k it let's start digging"
One Shot One Kill
Just Another Day
3 Kings (Album Version|Explicit)
Where I'm From