On, Onsite - Radio Edit

Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger

Kurupt, Young Gotti, nigga

West Coast California livin nigga

Milli monotone, cyclone Stallone

Marone chaperone shiny chrome Capone

Smashin in a 80 two brand new grown

Home sweet home nigga where the hoodstas roam

In gangstaville where we shoot to kill

Pop the pill, pop then drop the three-wheel

The tale of tales, fly high as a gazelle

The hell-hound came through and drown the whale

Pronounce, denounce, stripped in set sail

Soak in a could of smoke then inhale

Hold it in neva exhale

Smoke whoever nigga's zone I'm in, oh well

Fuck you and ya mama

Drama, holocaust through anaconda

Nigga, I'm blastin on you, you

Your homeboy your whole hood

Fuck ya'll punk bitch made niggaz

On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, fuck ya'll niggaz

Niggaz act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite

But I don't give a shit you bitch 'cause I'm a gangsta for life

It's time to prepare, lil' nigga listen here

Get pairs like ten spears, your shit is his

Fist, five and five, and multitudes

Comin through bangin the five

Shit hit ligaments construct when we ride

I'm tired of all y'all rap is sawed off

Let off a belly, the Desert Eagle start yellin

Screamin, the path of a demon bellin

My all blue chucks all goin out right

Dippin through the back 'cause it's on onsite

The first nigga saw is the first nigga gone

Smashed on, genked and shanked and blast on him

If the bitches strip, we out six, foe's

Like e'erday, Californ-I-A

I can't explain it, the immaculate can't be painted

Double-four's dump it on my lap for comfort

For you, you

Your homeboy your whole hood

Fuck ya'll punk bitch made niggaz

On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, fuck ya'll niggaz

Niggaz act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite

But I don't give a shit you bitch 'cause I'm a gangsta for life

Prepare to storm, when the storm rain fire and brimstone

Spread throughout the plains like a plague

Back to the G's and fools

With the heater cocked, drownin niggaz in they own pool

Hit 'em hard like weights

Make a nigga feel it like pains and aches

Pump ya sip full and make ya spray and shake

I'ma git ya hit ya nigga makes no mistakes

I'ma crack the plate

I ride like dirt bikes, poetical ninja

I injure, pop mics forty-fifth recite

The sytem's assistance to get up in this

Dogg Pound, California you can't fuck with this

Kurupt Young Gotti, Fred, Daz Dillinger

Two shots just a killa to the head

Fuck you, you

Your homeboy your whole hood

Fuck ya'll punk bitch made niggaz

On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, fuck ya'll niggaz

Fuck ya'll-you, you

Your homeboy your whole hood

Fuck ya'll punk bitch made niggaz

On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, fuck ya'll niggaz

Fuck all you, you

Your homeboy your whole hood

Fuck ya'll punk bitch made niggaz

On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, fuck ya'll niggaz

Fuck ya'll-you, you

Your homeboy your whole hood

Fuck ya'll punk bitch made niggaz

On, onsite, let off on sight

Lettin off on the first thang in sight, fuck ya'll niggaz

Niggaz act like they gon' get wit me when they see me onsite

But I don't give a shit you bitch 'cause I'm a gangsta for life