[Messy Marv]
  Believe all what you see, and 50% of these tapes
  cuz half these rap niggas is fake
  cousin we bang hard even behind bars
  with c.o's and guards, my niggas run the yard
  they knocking' Messy Marv, cuz the dope so clean
  415, B.G.F, crips, and 14
  im a top hat rap cat you niggas locals
  and couldn't recognize the game with bi-locals
  im big shit and operation by a coastle
  and the mob woke up when we suppose to
  keep a bitch broke, keep a keep a bitch broke
  keep a bitch broke, keep a keep a bitch broke
  aint no jobs niggas so we forced to sale dope
  and roll with all gold and chrome on one spoke
  I hit yo house party jeweled and bandana
  im from the Cartel the real Tony's Montana's
  we put drums and bananas on iz real
  hood nut niggas spencing on e pills
  i could see the niggas head bitch had him
  so i let the 50 cal get with him
  I keep it real I don't rap about fake shit
  its California man we draw down and take shit
  I don't rap about fake shit this California man we draw down and take shit
  
  [Mac Dre]
  Hoop out the coo-nut, change over to the range rover
  mouth full of diamonds spitting like a flame thrower
  I aint sober im ripped and tilted
  half of it the remi but nigga i killed it
  damn near spilt it on my encey cloths
  its the cutthoat committiee punk we play hoes
  20 inch doe, wood grain, leather, strapped riding
  with a eagle in the desert
  its the Mac almighty, Andre Hicks
  and aint a punk rock bitch that i cant get
  and nigga I cant trip on making nothing but my scrill
  and that iz real , like a iz pill
  and i will kill, put one to yo liver
  im a pimp nigga taking everything you give up
  flossing while you suckas is starving
  im eating crab and crust-striations
  with my nigga Messy Marvin