Thelonius

Oh, shit (uh-huh) DPG, DPG You know my Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with DPG, DPG (uh-huh) You know what I mean Wu-Tang Clan rocks the world (bitch) DPG, DPG Thoughts are driven with relentless precision Sequenced instruments strikes temperaments Words are rapidly dispensed and keeps you on defense Immense condensed pressure intense, scar your grill Too late when your fate is I came to kill No debate or discussion, the percussion is instructive We'da pass the mic and corrupt the star bus (fuck these niggas bitch) If it's Terminal Island, my terminology is to be terminal I'm DPG, I got a gift Suicidal intent, murderous metabolical desires and descents Uplift, can I help you with your guide and your trip? Where you headed, where you goin', what you tryin' to attempt? I'm just sayin' (I'm just sayin'), I ain't playin' (I ain't playin') No delay (no), it's the K Everybody that you see me with nigga every day And I'm just sayin' (I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin') What the fuck? (What you sayin'? What you sayin'?) What the fuck they sayin'? (What they sayin'? What you sayin'?) What you sayin' nigga? (I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin') huh? (What you sayin'?) (I'm just sayin') I'm just sayin' (I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin') What the fuck is you sayin' nigga? (I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin') I can't hear you I don't know, hahahaha (what you sayin'? What you sayin'? What you sayin'?) It's murder, murder, shots on your block 'til you curb up Killa on the loose with the clip tight Keep a close fist so the grip right Wrong, niggas make songs This is a rap bomb, tick-tick your back gone Huh, lil' nigga where your YNs? The shots got no age, the gauge like YDM You roll deep but I keep snipers All you see is black sky, green lighters (light 'em up) You know they hate us cause they ain't like us Let me say it again, they ain't like us I keep a shotty on the loose One question, where you want it, the body or the boots? (Pick one, nigga), huh I'm a dawg with a bite (bite) Givin' motherfuckers (what?) what all y'all like (like) Kilos and drums, weed by the tons G-strings and buns, yeah, we them ones That mastered the corruption of killin' these drums I'm sayin' from the school of dons before we used guns Fist fights, spits spike like Lee Courtside, Nick Knight, you know the type On the mic I stay mellow Reppin' that black and yellow, spittin' that Goodfellow I like to sip Modelo You know we keep it ghetto With short flips like a cigarillo With shells on our back, armadillos, uh Sayin' nothin' while we droppin' the jewels A night owl but won't tell the cops who, we breakin' the rules It's bad to say that But you don't gotta owe me for the payback I'm dope, this needle found in a haystack They yellin' we outside, I'm out front When that heat spark it never lie, it change funk We the have ones that's gon' hustle to get it Nobody givin', can't be timid when we dealin' with wicked So what you sayin'? Yeah, man you know what I'm talkin' about Ay, look, ay-ay, Killa First thing we wanna do is give it up to our folks man That's a part of this project makin' it happen, you know I'm sayin'? The God MC, Rakim Rakim the God, peace to the God You know I'm sayin'? Peace to the God We wanna give it up to our squads DPG, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, DPG Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, DPG, DPG, Wu-Tang all day Yeah Daz, Snoop, Superfly You know what I'm sayin', HD My brother Large Jus and the whole crew Yeah, we ridin' it out, we doin' it big You know I'm sayin'? We all we got, you dig what I'm talkin' about Cuz rest in peace Nate Dogg Mm, rest in peace ODB