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Text: Kurupt. Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha. Loose Cannons.

Yo man, I don?t think they heard you
Won?t ya tell 'em what your name is? Dr. Dre
Daz, Kurupt
Yo man, I don?t think they heard you
Won?t ya tell 'em what your name is? Dr. Dre
Daz, Kurupt

Yo man, I don?t think they heard you
Won?t ya tell 'em what your name is? Dr. Dre
Daz, Kurupt
Yo man, I don?t think they heard you
Won?t ya tell 'em what your name is? Dr. Dre
Daz, Kurupt

Aight everybody get on the ground right now
Yeah, this is not your money
This is insured by the federal government
So this is not your money, don?t move

Don?t be a hero, and you won?t get blown
The fuck up right now
Yeah, aight y?all we got three minutes
Startin' now let?s keep it rollin'

Hit the bank from the back
Double the trouble, forcin' my entry
The first nigga that I saw, shot him in the jaw
Xzibit started stompin' him and so did we
(Get down bitch)

Aww shit, about time we started dumpin' on security
High society, takin' what?s mine
Snatchin' each purse after purse for every nickel and dime
Premeditated created by the scorn and the hate

But I made ma, the big time, lights and the shine
It?s a full scale war, everybody bear arms
Wear body armor, national arms

Dip away to get away, sirens alarms screamin'
Yellin' out, hell demons of war
Hell hounds that surround the wells Fargo browns
No tomorrow, hollow, harness rounds

Take a sip of your Perrier
To pay, I?ma dump like a dump truck, scramble to make my escape
Dat nigga Daz, shootin' so nothin' else come in
I?m shootin' in the opposite direction, we closed in
Shells spread nigga because we can do the work

First things first like snoop, I?ma shoot the clerk
And I did, now it?s time to split get nigga get
(Let?s go)
Dumpin' and shoot the hostages
Soopafly outside in the ride
'Bout to start shootin' everything that he see outside

Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas
Chrome pieces, mother fuck the police
It?s everybody killers on mine
If I ever get caught for crime, won?t be doin' federal time

Loose cannons, face covered with bandannas
Chrome pieces, mother fuck the police
It?s everybody killers on mine
If I ever get caught for crime, won?t be doin' federal time