Nothin` But The Cavi Hit Lyrics

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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