Released on March 23, 2004

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[Intro]

You ready homie?

Yup


[Verse 1: B-Real]

My first mission, runnin' through the hood to smoke jack

With memories poppin' in my head, recall that

Late night creepin' through the alley with six deuce

Strapped up, everybody focused, no mixed views

A sawed off pumped in my hand with two shells

The other four homies on the scene with cocktails

One nigga lookin' for popos and foes hell

Someone lookin' through windows, the door bells

Goes off, followed by the punk you gas bomb

Adrenaline pumped up, still I remain calm

House lit up, you could see it for eight blocks

Runnin' through the hood, ran in front of the fake cops

The game chase but they couldn't cover the streets up

We rolled out, ran into the spot to meet up

Strapped down, covered up the tracks and back home

Laid low, earned me a stripe, perfect no


[Chorus]

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the hip-hop

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the gunshots


[Verse 2: Sen Dog]

Yeah, I'll hit your block up, better lock up

Fuck the gang and shit don't stop, uh

A mad dog with a bob in the reagle

Go into mode and just kill all your people

Coast to coast, ain't a nigga more evil

Now made me act a lot and call Sen Diesel

Rock the block with the M one six

.44 mag like a east war fit

This here granadilla break you off right quick

Be prayin' up to Jesus and all that shit

Uh, niggas be jackin' when they see my bucket

Roll down they block, they hide and say fuck it

Come back in form of an assassin

Three hundred yards with the infrared action

Troop is the layer, black Doc Holiday

Cuancho raider the modern day, huh


[Chorus]

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the hip-hop

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the gunshots


[Post-Chorus: Sen Dog]

Yeah, now shooting up your town. Them bad ass assassins, boy. Thought you knew. Check this out, you better be packin', fool. Hyeah


[Verse 3: B-Real]

I manned all missions when I was a youth so thoughtless

G ride, no fingerprints, it's spotless

Six bows hittin' all the Gs and we got this

Rag top down like a stripper that's topless

See me hittin' the corner, your meltdown

Slugs fly, thugs die, moment ya fell down

Somebody's screamin', you hangin' the hell down

I'm certified, nigga, when you're sittin' there spellbound

No thoughts barkin', just hearin' the hellhounds

Burn you with the heaters spittin' out twelve rounds

It's life in the hood, no escapin' the gunplay

But one day I'm out gotta figure out some way

Rats in the park all scatter when guns spray

Got you locked in, now where do the slugs stray

I found ways out but the street be one way

Got a dark mind, no thoughts blacker than Sunday


[Chorus]

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the hip-hop

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the gunshots