Hand on the Glock

[Verse 1: B-Real] Crusing through the neighborhood, some say I'm no good Claiming I'm a criminal but lets make it understood I'm just one man with a whole lot of homeboys You get the click and a pop when I pull out the chrome toy Jack me and I'll jack you back Then jump back to my big Buddah like I'm not a bad guy but don't take advantage I'm throwing out the garbage just show me where the can is All I was doing was searching for the boom Then some punk tried to hit me with the broom Lucky I ducked quick or else I'd be assed out Last thing I wanted was have to pull the gat out Here comes a nigga and he's got a .38 Well like Grandma said, hey yo I'm shooting up straight [Hook] Cause I put away the shotgun bought me a Glock Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot Tried to jack me but homie got shot La-la-la-lalala-la! [Verse 2: Sen Dog] Couple niggas from the east side fucking up your program No one witnessed but they heard the gun blast Left the problem unsolved now I'm gonna sum up How people getting hurt in the process of the come up Gotta get with fools that'll wait for you to run up Rolling in the hood that you already shot up Pocket full of gats and see if we can spot the One we let slip in the process of the tip When we find his ass, gonna unload the clip Then take a little trip down to Rio Now my hood's hot so I got to go chill [Hook] [Verse 3: B-Real] Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit Think I'll load a clip, let's see if you can deal with Cause a bulletproof vest ain't shit When the infrared's pointing at your head kid And that's just too bad y'all Now I'm headed up a river with a boat and no paddle Should've put the Glock down Now they got me in lock down Living like a nigga that done lost his mind Cause self defense turns to the offense But nobody even really knows that All they see is me and the gat Up in the court room looking at the jury Starin down the punk ass District Attourney La-la-la-la-lala-la! Verdict's in and I'm guilty as charged [Hook]