Lyrics:
to get fucked up!)
Sherm, sherm
Bomb weed, swisher sweets
All types of shit we need
Get me high ever day
Passing by give me weed
(We about to get fucked
the K-U-R-U-P-T
Just another day once again, startin' out slow
Mornin' after mornin', hoe after hoe
I wakes up bumpin', damn, it's my cousin that's buzzin'
Yeah
Straight up, 9-5
Kurupt the motherfuckin' Kingpin, Dat Nigga Daz
Creepin' and crawlin' through your hood, smokin', loccin'
Provokin' punk
some niggas doubtin', clockin', rakin' in all the dough
And since I'm doin' bad I gotta jack for they dough
Called my partners in crime, Kurupt, Nate
cyyyyyyyyyyyyy..
Jesus...my Lord..
cm I worthy?... of the lamb that was slain...
Let ask ourselves these questions..
These questions
[Kurupt]
Over and over again
[Daz]
It seems there's no way out
Feelin' opressed, depressed and the stress
But the world is a test
Without God
the image but I want u by my side
I could feel it in the air yea something felt strange
But I kept it to myself now it be eating at my brain
So now I don’t
Yeah, yeah
Tell that nigga P, close the door while we cook it up
West Coast
God sent this one
Reason
Look
Word up, Kurupt
Look
Look, look
the target
Meet Ras Kass & Kurupt this a holiday
Niggas better move like
Pedestrians right away
I give you the blue print to thug life
Like I’m reciting Pac
(Big Northeast Glassell shit, we still here what)
Yeah, I'm a Drew side baby, and I still ain't leave, bitch
New Death Row in '95
My kurupt style got
niedostatek wiesz co by było gdyby
Wielki Lincoln kuloodporne szyby
Odsłaniam jedwabne zasłony ktoś przybył
To nie Xzibit to mój człowiek Kurupt
Nawijam z tym
motherfuckers
Now you know you're outdone
Feel the shotgun, Kurupt, inmate, cell block one
No prevention from this lynchin' of sorts
You're a victim from my
motherfuckers
Now you know you're outdone
Feel the shotgun, Kurupt, inmate, cell block one
No prevention from this lynchin' of sorts
You're a victim from my
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether
Nobody's guidance so I decided to sleep by the do'
Open my mind try to slip inside my grandpa's fo'
Drifting off into another stage of life
Nigga paid ya
ist laut und du denkst
Der Track ist ill
Und du hast vollkommen recht
Willkommen in Ganxtaville
Ridin' by, mothafuckas always gettin high
In
get by ourselves ?
'Cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question
after time
Got my checks now watch me take off
What's up now
(Keep it going Flip you coming off)
All my life I been surrounded by danger
Sneaky bitches
that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass, Kurupt
Redman I am cut from that cloth
Write a rhyme about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad video
Learned
can ride
You can shake, you can slide
You can vibe with a pimp
[Kurupt]
You can vibe with a pimp, ride with a pimp
Dip when I dip, come by my crib
Post
Ever since I was young I wanted to be somethin' like what I am
We promote violins, yeah, check me out
We promote violins, E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt
Young
decided to sleep by the do'
Open my mind, try to slip inside my grandpa's fo'
Driftin' off into another stage of life
*** paid you price and big homies
I ain't no dolphin, fuck rhyming, I'm cripping
Niggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't
I ain't no dolphin, f*** rhyming, I'm cripping
N****s rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't
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