When the Pain Inflict

[intro, Snoop] To the Hill we go Dj muggs you done did it again Eastside up, eastsider My nigga [Verse 1, Kurupt] I'm a soul assassin Masking hollow fashion Hollow by to follow by Chain reaction This fight's devensivly Saddle the dogs And pulling off the biggest heist in history Poet of anestesia Poethical fantasia Phoetic, anestatic Pimp shielding pen War's a world of hell Like penicilline Knocking bodies from the floor to the ceilin' You suckers Hitting like quakes 'till the whole apartment building break So don't get sealed in I'm in cyber space on high jack mode High on, jack mode, fry on, clap mode Pimps, roaming like panthers Letting off like roman candles Spread like several cancers You better hope that it develops nigga Or get folded like envelopes [Chorus, Roscoe & Kurupt] It's all about game, war Licks, chips, dicks Pussylips, grips Niggas that's alive And niggas that was chipped Nigga what the fuck we gon' do about this? When the pain inflicts War, licks, chips [Verse 2, Roscoe] Spread the news Because I'm coming to spread the blues Putting all these fake niggas Quick-to-shake niggas On the evening news Breezing through the block With no heat A gang o' niggas But no beef A sock in the mouth And left with no teeth Don't be scared Y'all started it nigga No peace, no truce And no sleep with no deuce-deuce Don't try to squash it nigga It ain't no use And you better never leave your stoop Unprotected We come through in the coupe Leavin' the set lit Mano set trip, checking clip Test the spray Y.A, D.P, S.A A-K, S-K Heads and bodies chopped Chest is next okay And then the get-away I need a train ticket homie Like yesterday So screw the plane ticket homie [Chorus, Roscoe & Kurupt] It's all about game War, licks, chips, dicks Pussylips, grips Niggas that's alive And niggas that was chipped Nigga what the fuck we gon'do about this? When the pain inflicts War, licks, chips, dicks Pussylips, grips Niggas that's alive And niggas that was chipped Nigga what the fuck we gon'do about this? When the pain inflicts Dogg pound gangster assassins Putting it down The Y.A, Y2k S.A, D.P.G This is Roscoe Whatup muggs We dont give a fuck Never gave a fuck (repeated) [Verse 3, Roscoe] We gon' load the clips Call all o' the homies And load the whips Reign in enemy terain And flood it with hollow tips Looney tunes Watching the moon eclipse the sun Dumping of rooftops Making our average ave' run Burry your guns Rule number one; dont need No evidence, no heads and no leads Get away untouched They'll never know it was us We do it just like this When the pain inflicts [Kurupt] Have you ever been to the houseparty in the hood? Niggas gotta scrap with somebody in the hood As soon as it pops The party gon' stop And the candypants drop Pancake's and hops Blackjack's and bricks Milli mag's and clips Indica mushrooms Axe and sticks dip Well come take a ride to my hood Where's its all to the gravy And all to the good [Chorus, Roscoe & Kurupt] Game, war, licks, chips, dicks Pussylips, grips Niggas that's alive And niggas that was chipped Nigga what the fuck we gon' do about this? When the pain inflicts War, licks, chips, dicks Pussylips, grips Niggas that's alive And niggas that was chipped Nigga what the fuck we gon' do about this? When the pain inflicts