Micc Checc

[Intro: Dresta] Yeah, something for you trick-ass niggas in 95 Ha, B.G. Knocc Out and Gangsta Dre'sta Compton for life, fools [Chorus: B.G. Knocc Out & Dresta] Micc Check - 1,2 - What a nigga - gon' do When the 165 Crew run upon you? Yeah, you know you gon' bow down like a bitch Cause you niggas can't fuck with the 5 or the 6 [Verse 1: B.G. Knocc Out] Rolling the CPT inside my G with my mask on Ready to catch these busters slipping so the doc can blast on They ass for shooting my homie just the other fucking day, G They fucked up, but fuck that, them niggas now gots to pay, G I'm heading up to the spot where they be chilling, so now I'm dipping Oh, wouldn't you know, these niggas standing on the corner slipping I bumped around the block and I hopped out my g so I crept and crawled, I crawled and crept on my knees until I got close They probably would have seen me if they wasn't so faded. [?] run upon the crowd, pulled out my gat and then I sprayed it Niggas are running and bailing until I watched a few drop black Broke around the corner, took off my mask and then I hopped back Into my G, which stand on the scene before I heard the sirens Slapped on my bitch all from the way so I can collect all my ends Took the g and dumped it but I had to dump the strap, too It was my only chance so I did what I had to [Chorus] (x2) [Verse 2: Dre'sta] Huh, I'm sick and going asleep, wake up to sweaty sheets Stressing from the mess and all the pressures on the streets I wanna pack my heat everywhere a nigga step From the thoughts that have crept about death as I slept Sheltering my madness, dreaming about mo' killing And never seem to wake until I see some blood spilling Dealing with the stuff's kinda ruff on a young mind Everybody die from criminals to one-times If we believing everything that the Bible say (Amen! rejoice the people clapping) Shit, we be partying everyday But I don't feel right, I feel angry and depressed Cause I'm dreaming about flesh being ripped from my chest Down goes another nigga, down goes another Respect to my brother, Rest In Peace, Bam, I love ya Man, it's a trip to see you gone and I'm alone You would whoop me to carry on so I gots to be strong If only I had knew or had a clue who really did that I swear I'd take that [?] gat and split that nigga's wig back I hate to see some niggas do some dirt to some kin of me Fucking loc is ?fin? to be backtracking on my enemy Niggas know what's happening I rolling through yo hood with my strap in my lap and About to start blasting, you trick-ass niggas [Chorus] (x2) [Outro: B.G. Knocc Out & Dresta] Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu marks gon' do? Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu busters gon' do? Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu bitches gon' do? Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu you niggas gon' do? Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu you fools gon' do? Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu Dogg Pound gon' do? Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu you hoochies gon' do? Micc Check - 1,2 - whatchu niggas wanna do?