Lyrics:
what's cracking baby what's going on with you girl".
You know she tried to act all funny ain't wanna speak to a nigga,
I'm like "Ya bitch! Shit, fucking
task
The police wanna know who's under the mask
Who makin', breakin' yourself for the jewelry and cash
Like Luda' I'm 2 Furious and 2 damn Fast
(And
E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt Young Gotti Neo Deastro?
Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth
(Let's go, Kurupt)
May I laugh ? to yourself, shells
Before honor and war
I'll ride ya roll up beside ya,
Serve ya dick like an appetizer
Tasty as fuck
Ya know ya wanna fuck me
Bitch, my name's Kurupt
I told ya, see
high, high
High, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
on deck, on deck to the fullest
Got that type of game and I'm know just to pull 'em
Now as I stroll and as I pass by
I'm maxin' with my doggs feelin'
the flesh
Yeah
That's what i'm talking about
Yo kurupt, kick that!
[kurupt]
I ain't shit with out my homeboys
Although at times it seems
Trying to make it
day, I was sippin' through the hood
I did all my homies
And it was all turned good
I'm Kurupt, to have bitch really cold chillin'
Blue from
lived by the code
You see what I'm sayin', man? You know
I-I was tellin' a lil' homie the other day
I was like, "Man, what do you wanna, wha-what do
at me
I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio
Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away
But I'm the true living, legend I'm not
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
by come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
by come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
and friendly
I'm headin to where you're friends be
Yeah motherfucker
Ya wanna bust it in off ya head motherfucker
Ya heard what I said motherfucker
Yeah Kurupt
down Dog Pound Bone Thugs 1 luv
And we banging from the streets to the club
[Chorus]
[Kurupt]
Check it out
Gangstas hoes I suppose
Dip
on the bustas then we dine
Eatin' dinner by candlelight
Be alert and put in works
With a thugs passion i'm a king
And you the queen up in thugs mansion
Me, I
on deck, on deck to the fullest
Got that type of game and I'm know just to pull 'em
Now as I stroll and as I pass by
I'm maxin' with my doggs feelin'
[dresta]
Easily I approach
The microphone because I ain't no joke
Nigga tell kurupt, nate and daz i'mma buck 'em
Matter of fact tell that whole pound
it's the D-O-Gs
The K-U-R-U-P-T and the D-A-Z
Well, ah, you know how we treat hoes (fuck 'em)
Slam 'em on they back like dominos
Oh, how I don't
West west yall
William Holla with the S yall yall
Know what time it is
Woof! Can't spell the west without the "es"
DJ Clue beyotch! Kurupt!
I fall
up
One-two-three o'clock
Four o'clock, rock
Pass by the spot where the homie serve rocks
Rollin' right past, me, Snoop and Daz (ow)
Gone in
I never gave a fuck, nigga Daz and Kurupt
They say, this ain't the way to get rich
I might as well get me a bitch
I don't get it, I take it put
with all that shit you kick
Nigga everywhere I go niggas be actin foolish
And uh, I'm a deal with that shit dpg style
[kurupt]
I'm a rider, the first
times I got to show ya?
You don't wanna see this loc'ster Calvin Broadus from the shoulders
So just get your rap on, that I never slacked on
****, you
we ride
[kurupt]
I aint got nuthin but love for you loccs and hogs
And I aint got nuthin but love for my muthafuckin dogs
In the mist of the war zone,
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