7 Deadly Venoms - Rep the Set Lyrics

We repping the set on our set
It doesn't matter if it's on Crenshaw or Sunset
From the state where the sun sets
Yeah, the wild west
And if you come around, best cough up a check
Or your bitch, better give the neck
If not, you getting chin check
Cause the venoms be breaking necks

We repping the set on our set
It doesn't matter if it's on Crenshaw or Sunset
From the state where the sun sets
Yeah, the wild west
And if you come around, best cough up a check
Or your bitch, better give the neck
If not, you getting chin check
Cause the venoms be breaking necks

Who cares about color or race
We don't discriminate
In this holographic prism prison
My life behind these bars
At a rave getting sentenced, for spitting gangster sentences
Only light show I see is in the streets
It's from the sirens, red, white and blue
When the boys in blue, they coming for you
They aiming at your head and they shooting at you
Bad boys whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do when these PLUR bad bitches want to f*ck with you
And want to do you
SDV's more contagious than the STD's
I'm from the city of champions
Straight out of Inglewood, straight to your hood
It's M.W.A. motherf*ckers
It's some real motherf*cken, Mexicans With Attitude

We popping slugs, stomping haters like drugs
I wonder, is there a heaven for a plug?
Drinking spirits, possessed by a thug
Short fuse cause 2pac is my muse
That's the definition of a Holy Ghost writer
Straight from hell, ghost rider in a low-rider
It's my ambition as a ridah
No leaks in my lighter, no leaks in my cypher
These niggas in the industry be artificial
Don't stand a chance when I pull out the pencil
Cleanse my sins with the bath crystals
Clean my aura and my motherf*cken pistol
Venoms stay hard to the core
Got my forty and my forty-four
I only dance with a bitch if its four on the floor
But if she acts up, smack the f*cken whore

We repping the set on our set
It doesn't matter if it's on Crenshaw or Sunset
From the state where the sun sets
Yeah, the wild west
And if you come around, best cough up a check
Or your bitch, better give the neck
If not, you getting chin check
Cause the venoms be breaking necks

We repping the set on our set
It doesn't matter if it's on Crenshaw or Sunset
From the state where the sun sets
Yeah, the wild west
And if you come around, best cough up a check
Or your bitch, better give the neck
If not, you getting chin check
Cause the venoms be breaking necks

I shuffle in this bitch in my all blue Cortez
While I throw up the poison set
Pills and codeine, Hi-Tech
I sneak them all in the event, I'm the dopeman
I got my forty ounce in my brown paper bag
But I still f*ck with the droplets and the O.J.
Ill stab you for the white girls like I'm O.J.
Bring the skittles to the house party no Kid N Play
We bumping house and techno
But if we have beef, I pull out the tech though
Outsiders try to copy the LA gang style
But they looking sloppy dancing gangam style
They looking like a spoof
The guns be sound proof
They don't want hear me speaking the truth in the sound booth

Look at the shit we do for dollars
Window shoppers through ghetto stoppers
Growing up playing cops and robbers
Drop ghetto birds down, shoot with choppers
No peace at night, praying under street lights
Getting into street fights
Carry a piece while smoking from peace pipes
But we starting riots if you violate my rights
I make hard niggas go limp, turn sharks into shrimps
Pimps to tricks, and thugs to Catholics
Hold it right and tight nigga, cause you jerking the banana clips
Ghetto souls with ghetto clothes
Using clothespins as roach clips
Pistol whipping niggas at mosh pits
Riding through Crenshaw in that classic whip