You better bewareYou better beware of me and my crewCause when we ride, you know just what we doYou better beware of me and my crewBust a ride and we're gonna hit with shoesBeware of my crew all dressed in blueJumping off them planes with some new tattoosHouse shoes as we hit JapanWhere I stand with a command straight from CaliThat high power gang as we hit the showsTrying to have little Capone's in TokyoLadies love me so, so I pop that *And if she has a boyfriend, cares if I get cockedDrop bombs, worse than atomicI'm from the west coast, blazed to cryingCall a pony with that gangster appealChange the dress code to that south side of gearI'ma get in this deal when Capone's in townThis ain't the west I connect, but I make it by a fanWith my soldiers around, you better bewareAll my crew thought you knew when we ridin' like the RaidersYou better beware of me and my crewCause when we ride, you know just what we doYou better beware of me and my crewBust a ride and we're gonna hit with shoesNow let's be alert and beware my crewAs I take you overseas to adventure anewTerritory where the alleys light upLand of the rising sun's got a dangerous touchOf the high power unit that be doing big thingsFirst showin' Coyotas, Latin Rap, Dream TeamMr. Criminal, Mr. Silent, Scrappy, and CaponeBig Weddle, MC, gettin' filmed by LeeIn the club, straight throwin', gettin' fadedDrinkin' sake, rippin' it up on stageWith the help of DJ Naki, doin' that * real bigFrom Yokohama to Tokyo, give it up to my dawg, the Big GDJ Motto, and season WC, she got that * on lockReal Cali style wearin', that'll make your mouth dropMr. Silent got love for my battles far eastTap the matakura thigh from the 2-1-3You better beware of me and my crewCause when we ride, you'll notice when we chooseBewareYou better beware of me and my crewBut we're riding, we're gonna hit with shoesFresh off a 12-hour flight, now we're passing two cousinsFossil dinners in Japan, and it's a trip how they love itCali everywhere we go, we got em' screamin' high-poweredIn the land of the rising sun, we're risin' like towersBig Hiroshi swooped us up and showed us nothing but luckAsked a criminal like to blaze a straight, gave me some buttNow we're bounced, rocked, skatin' to the next destinationTo the city of Kyoto where the homies was waitin'It was Naki, Kid, and Mr. Shu, Hiroshi, DJ Motto, Big LeeWhere do criminal cats slide at scrappy local?Posted up in presidential suites, puffin' swishin' sweetsTop notch restaurants when we go out to eatSmash a couple of shows in Nagoya, then we're outTo the city of Yokohama where riders roam aboutBest beware of my crew, G'd up in all blueFrom the 2-1-3 to the 0-5-2You better beware of me and my crewCause when we ride, you know this when we'll shootYou better beware of me and my crewWe're goningin' with youYou better beware of me and my crewCause when we ride, you know this when we'll shootBewareYou better beware of me and my crewMy crew is about to rideAnd we're gonna get with youYou better beware of me and my crewMy crewSo funny or not, you know just what we doBewareYou better beware of me and my crewMy crew is about to rideAnd we're gonna get with you