[Intro: Dubee AKA Sugawolf]

Dangerous Prospects

Straight up off the Crest Side thizzner

Yeah, you know

You know Sugawolf Peezy and my muthafuckin folks, you know

Big Daddy and Neck, you know

Bitch, I'm gon rip this shit, you know what I mean

You know how we do in these Crestside streets

[Verse 1: Dubee AKA Sugawolf]

I'm a bully bogarting ass nigga, out that killa click

Situation critical, finna go blow your skull up about your weed

I swig the Hennessy, finna be on my way, let the fire burn check and swang

See my folks on there, Big B, Tom, and Pai Pai

Who's buckin, cousin, nigga what y'all been doing

Say them killas whales out here, outrageous, rating and pursuing

Turnt out soldiers, for niggas to turn L's and give it all up

And call up VPD and see if he can solve a

Mystery like histamine, open him up and leave his physique

Eat that nigga on sight, fuckin with the team

[Verse 2: Reek Daddy]

Heem all up in my blood as I let y'all sting

Ghetto activity on sticky green

I be what is known as a cutthoat nigga

Uncut nigga what, off the boat nigga

Doper than angle dust, I bust like a cannon

At the end of all this funk, I'm the last nigga standing

On your chest like a Crestsider, yes, I'm a rider

Reek Daddy, retarded, let's just get this shit started

I could kill on these niggas, get a grip and get wild

And vibe, nigga like OG style

[Verse 3: Coolio Da' Unda' Dogg]

I'm feeling suicidal, my life don't challenge me to a title

So the chance to live a muthafucka for you are vital

Don't make it's no harder than it has to be nigga

Face a catastrophe bigger than anything you've seen

For the great niggas get gassed

They blasted me in 85 but I'm still alive

88 and 8, hot ones I felt, in 91 I blasted myself

92 was sent to the penitentiary, for a fifth of a century

Ever since I was ten, muthafuckaz wanted to know what got into me

I guess I was meant to be hard-head, hard bred

And the white terrier of Los Angeles

Quick to bury ya, plus I was scannish

[Verse 4: Naked]

Meanwhile ima be gettin' busy

Leaving fools on stuck, talkin about he's off the heezys

Ripleys, believe me or not, I gotta pleazat

To get this trick and leave him stuck for everythang he's gizzat

So steez up, tryna get my briefs in, can I get some heeznet

If your man friend can't understand, then I'm leaving the business

Well fed by the Mac God, why you pretending to act hard

You sissy soft suckaz, we'll be stuck in the backyard

A backguard from the Ave Mark, ain't half hard

It's Naked, respect it, or I'll tear that ass apart

[Verse 5: Dubee AKA Sugawolf]

Nigga don't start this, nigga the clowning

Drowning niggas off in this game, stained

Niggas gon get my figgas, ain't no ring up in this, man

Aimed my choppa, get him off man

I'm really off Hen, just in this shit

Tryna break a bitch, in the game but snitches manipulate this

So peep your pockets, what a nigga do

Buck it and I'm fitting you

Can't peel this shit your niggas peel so peel for scrill, I'm peeling you

[Interlude]

Hold on, hold on patna, check this out

Ain't you that nigga who was talking all that shit last night?

Last night?

Yeah, nigga at the muthafuckin club nigga

I don't even know what you talkin' about

Nigga I told you when I see y'all I was gonna choke you out

Perfect example, a muthafucka sucka gets murdered

Fuckin around with muthafuckin turf ghetto niggas, you know we go berserk man

[Verse 6: Dubee AKA Sugawolf]

Now how many real killas is on your team

I'm a monster mayne in this game, searching for green, seein'

Niggas fat mouthin', barkin', now what you hawking

I'm a renegade, tryna fill a blade with hot ones, best to park it

Sparkin' backwoods with the doja feelin', might catch me grillin'

Aliens with the german status, I'm bout my scrilla, killin'

Niggas with the pimp vocab and a stab through somethin'

Niggas be hatin' but can't speak on nathan

Check my ranking, I'm certified with killas

Killin' real straight hitters and bonafide bustas

[Verse 7: Reek Daddy]

Muthafuckaz get goose when I let loose

My mini mac do ya like gin and prune juice

Filthy, nasty, down and dirty when I get dumb

Shoot em up, bang, bang, niggas can't get none

Leakin', I leave em hurtin', blood get to squirtin'

Breathing your last breath, it's curtains for certain

Aliens fear me, bitches say I'm mean

I put this one nigga on a life machine

I be the rider from Crestside

Bonafide gangsta, cuddie, let's ride

[Verse 8: Naked]

I'm flexin' with my weapons, steppin' like a vet hexin'

Might start to go to hell when I wants to go to heaven

Seven days a week I stay tryna eat a meal

Picking it up so I can fix it when nobody wants the scrill

Constantly cause money is power, time to devour

All you big mouth cowards who be chitchatting with fouler

A night crawler, stalker, the white chalker

All this crazy ways I adopted from my father

Don't bother to holler, if you ain't showin' your dollars

Got a gun up out the sunroof of my seventy deuce Impala