Criminal Zone!

Title Date Written Written With Written By

Copyrightdated Murad Camarad Wysinger Dubsac Entertainment, Kujo,Kristianj,Khalifah,

Aztex Amen-Ra &

Aztexahmian, MR. AMOURA, A-Bomb, Zodiac Killa,Gemini X,

Muzadalifa,Zalifa,Kalifa

Criminal Zone!

1Notty Dues!

2Twistin On Them Gold Thang’s!

3Trust No Bitch!

4Anit No Put A Slug In Yo! Dome!

5As Tha Night Falls Deep!

6We Anit nothing But Ridas!

7Give It Up Foe Dena!

Notty Dues

Verse1

1Left-N-Right!

2Right-N-Left!

3When I’m throwin them blows!

4Droppin boulders!

5from tha shoulder!

6Goin to toe!

7To toe!

8Cuz ya! Know!

9You can’t fucc wit my flow!

10It’s D.U.B.S.A.C livin my life as a Criminal!

11From tha zone!

12If it’s on!

13Than it’s on!

14Tha city of Dena is where I rome!

15Where it’s plenty of ho’s and plenty of bitches!

16But you know it’s always a muthafucca snitchin!

17What shall I do I guess I’ll just pop “em”

18Leave “em” flat on tha grass wit my glocc cuz I shot “em”

19Livin in Altadena I caught them blues!

20I guess you don’t know about them notty dues!

Chorus:

1Tha Criminal!

2What tha Criminal!

3Zone!

4Not to be touched or fucc wit nigga or else it’s on!

5Paccin duce one shot’s!

6In my glocc!

7Pop!

8Tha chit don’t stop!

9Droppin them dub’s upon tha Blocc!

Twistin On Them Gold Thang’s!

Verse1

1Nigga’s take cover as I take you on a murderous flee!

2It’s D.

3U.B.

4S.A.C

5Wit my G.

6A.T!

7Saggin in my khakis wit my ski mask and loc’s!

8It’s that looney ass gangsta from tha W/S no joke!

9Kiccin up dust and I’m gone off that loop!

10Like Snoop!

11I’m a true!

12So wes up loc tha name Dubsac!

13You step to Dubsac!

14Than you’ll get that!

15Jaw cracced!

16Smacc!

17Romen through out tha city jaccin busta’s and marks!

18I pass tha chronic to my homies and we

get sparked!

19So take cover nigga’s as I rip up tha set!

20My homie Dulo is snappin necc’s!

21Keepin bitches in checc!

22I’m throwin up that W/S Altadena as cell!

23Mad as fucc on my way to county jail!

24Yeah!

Chorus:

1Twistin on them gold thang’s!

2Livin my life as a pimped out “G”

3Striccly out to make my green’s!

4Livin my life as a pimped out “G”

Trust No Bitch!

Verse1

1Anit no trustin bitches!

2I’m gankin these ho’s foe they riches!

3Dumpin them bitches!

4Up in ditches!

5When they snitchin!

6Hittin switches!

7In a coup devile wit Hero T!

8And E!

9On my way to tha G-

10Spot!

11And later on I’m out to get some twaut!

12So you best checc yo! Bitch or else she’s gettin got!

13By a muthafuccin playa a muthafuccin pimp!

14Strutin like a gangsta makin all these ho’s simp!

15See ho’s be playin games but they think that chit is funnnaney!

16But I get’s tha last laugh when I takes they moneaney!

17See that nigga Dubsac!

18Anit goin out foe a rat!

19So you besta recognize that!

20You can’t trust no bitch!

Chorus:

1Anit no love bitch!

2From these nigga’s from tha zone!

3Ex-gangbanga straight money maker livin life in that indo smoke!

Anit No Put A Slug In Yo! Dome!

Verse1

1Mic muthafuccin checc!

2I’m rippin up tha set

3Wit a muthafuccin tech!

4Puttin bustas in checc!

5Saggin like a muthafucca loc!

6Wit my nigga’s from tha zone getting high off throat!

7A couple of Dubsac’s of chronic and forties!

8Of O.E!

9Wit my starched khakis and there creased to a tee!

10So Mr. Dubsac is servin clucca’s!

11So come to my spot and get served like a busta!

12To you bitches bittin that flavor from tha zone!

13Will send yo! Ass home!

14Wit a slug in yo! Dome!

Verse2

1Comin threw in my creased up khakis straight dipped!

2I got tha nine on my side and I’m rady to empty tha clip!

3Tha name is Dubsac!

4I got tha fuccin strap!

5So bustas bacc!

6Up or I’ll take 3 and you flat!

7So catch a fuccin slug from this looney ass lunatc!

8That quicc!

9To flip!

10Tha scrip!

11On any nigga that set trips!

12So if you slip!

13Than you’ll trip!

14To bite tha bullet!

15Of tha tech nine!

16Yeah!

As Tha Night Falls Deep!

Verse1

1As tha night falls deep!

2Into tha terrors of tha streets!

3I’m paccin my heat!

4So therefore when trouble meets!

5My finger is wrapped around tha trigga of my strizzy!

6There won’t be no evidence when I shake tha spizzy!

7Spot!

8Dizzy plots!

9Get pulled when I’m on tha set!

10Slip into my blue chucc’s and I’m headed foe tha fucc of it!

11Rugget low down ruff and dirt gangsta chit!

12Tha type of chit!

13That you just can’t fucc wit!

14Chit!

15I’m that type of nigga like Freddy Crougar!

16Wit my mind already zeroed into do ya!

17So you best take notes as I bring it on!

18W/S

19My side tha muthafuccin Criminal Zone!

20Yeah!

Chorus:

1Steppin wiy pep as I mob threw nigga!

2Paccin my muthafuccin niccle plated trigga!

3It anit nothing but that criminal zone in me!

We Anit nothing But Ridas

Verse1

1It’s that muthafuccin rida D.

2U.B.

3S.A.C

4Gone off that chronic and a couple of forties!

5Of O.E!

6I guess you know it anit no stoppin!

7I got them dubs popin!

8I seen some fools in a Six Tray hoppin!

9So!

10Yo!

11Dulo!

12W/S nigga I’m ready to pull a jacc!

13We rollin tha black!

14Coupe wit tha strap!

15Rollin through tha Criminal Zone!

16You might get dumped on!

17Stomped on!

18Now must I bring it on!

19I’m givin niggas a nightmare just like Freddy Crougar!

20Hollow point tips in tha clip ready to do ya!

21So pass tha joint and tha muthafuccin lighter!

22On tha muthafuccin set is a muthafuccin rida!

Chorus:

1All tha homies in tha hood is just like me!

2We!

3Anit nothing but ridas!

4All tha homies in tha hood is just like me!

5We!

6Anit nothing but ridas!

Give It Up Foe Dena!

Verse1

1Checc 1,2,3

2It’s D.

3U.B.

4S.A.C

5Strap wit tha G.

6A.T

7When I rome threw tha city,

8Better known as ALTA to the D.

9E.N.A,

10Just throwin up tha A!

11Everysingle day!

12So checc it!

13I’m restless!

14But never tha less I keep mobbin!

15Tightin up my stars therefore my feet keep Dobbin!

16Threw tha mist of tha dark!

17Creepin threw tha park!

18Higher than a muthafucca of this chronic that I sparked!

19Khaki pants hangin and there creased to a tee!

20What lurks behind the walls of this looney ass “G”

21See!

22I’m that nigga from tha zone!

23Who can hold it’s on!

24I’ll take tha mic and get raw!

25I’ll jab yo! ass in tha jaw!

26Tha triggedy tray -8-0 anit no joke when I blast!

27Play me to close I’ll put a slug in that ass!

28I’m just a gigedy gangsta from tha Criminal Zone and we flow!

29Toe!

30To toe!

31So!

32Give it up! for Dena and that nigga E!

33Or get yo! ass rolled up! Tryna fucc wit my city!

34Yeah!