YEA I WANT DIS LYRICS CUZ ITS A BADAZZ SONG N FUNNY IN DA END "PANG PANG GUEY, SUR UP" LOL!!

I WANT THIS SONG LYRICS KHUZ ITS TIGHT AS PHUK!!!

so snapper you think you got the best fromm me
i hope the trigger never releases until you rest in peace or bless me please
as i go against these enemies all these maglock bitches tat could rest in peace starting with max ese yo wack wanna be pack you gotta be a bitch clicking up with the fagget ass trap tie you up like a hostage wrap you up like i said how does that shoulder feel leva yeah i know about that into the 626 i really shouldnt waste my time you made snapper call up the high power fan line you fuckin' groupies dont like what i say then fuckin' shoot me livin' fiction levas this aint no mothafuckkinn' movie feel the oozy as i exit Sierra cruisingg Fontana lookinn' for these two levas with wheels shaped like bananas & when i finally tell your homie to hide i shoot em back from t,v. to cali's finest grab the cameras its a knock out i shoot for the head put you to bed isnt it sad you gettin' doubt for the shit that you said its snapper's bitch ass used to be from mexican pussy riders a party not the sur never kicked it with riders me & my click roll daily dawgg is not hard to find us in the tour bus bangin' with the jura behindd us even with the strap in your hand i bet you would never would thats wy the high power campo had to give you the boot even in monte your not excepted in their barrio; monte flores say your nothing but a fuckinn' sorry hoe you claimm the SGV but in te SGV there's nothing but real gee's you mothafuckkinn' wanna-be & in the 213 remember that vato's from the line almost shot 'cause you thought youu was someonne that you not feel the hot rise fuck maglock i bust shots take a shit on your grave as i proceed the sur watch ese thats wy you got jacked for that black navigator call mr. criminal bitch ass snapper's death instigators your a rata probably kick it daily with investigator even when i see you all i support are respirator not a gee not respected in the industry ever since the day you got knocked out by mr. dee but nahh you think your hide cruisin' Whittier Blvd. until the vato's from the fence had to put your fuckin' car straight barefoot walking with no jersey on your back; i never knew a real rider that would go out like that so here's my plot keep your mouth shut dont try to talk treat you like your dvd's i bust no born shot's your a fake thats wy our shit sits on the shelf the only foo's that bump your shit is probably you & yo self you fuckinn' elf comingg shorter than ten midgits that aint got no digits with a clicka full of bitches which is the reason that im dissin' yo ass rollin' through the streets of Los homie you get no pass & best believe mr. criminal is quick to blast how did this leva turned into a bitch so fast & this is facts ese get your baby teeth knocked out criminals mr. heat when imm high stuck on top now mothafuckas know that my ridinn' is without a doubt ese shut yo mouth before you get taken out; before i go say goodnight to the bad guy & dont forget to wear your loc's & cover up that black eye i gotta end this rap because i wanna get high & if your wondering wy criminals dissin' you's a bitch & thats wy ( & thats comin' straight from 100% latino right here) IM A HIGH POWER MOTHAFUCKKIN' SOLDIER LEVA.!
(snapper)
pang pang sur up guey
yeah wy iss..wy is criminal dissin' me guey.?
i dont understand geuy y you dissin' me guey.?
we usd to be cool guey; i used too do songs with em' guey
he used to call me & i used to call em guey we used to kick it guey
i dont know wy he did this guey pang pang sur up
(criminal)
shut the fuck up youu little piece of shit & put the strap in your mouth
(cop gun) little fuckinn' fagget

homie i slapped the shit outta snapper homie ( & this is what they think about you) monte flores homie we keep it gangstuh homie you know how we do it there aint no snapper from flores ever homie "you vatos like em.?" na never homie we keep it gangstuh homie from the homie F homie keep it famous homie monte flores homie you know how we do it. "so snapper.. snapper" snapper's a piece u shit thatts what snapper is "oh is that right.? he sad he a gangster he dresses like a gangstuh nah.?"homie aint no gangstuh dawgg i slapped the shit outtaa homeboy dawg in san diego ese he remembers me he know who the fuck i am monte flores homie