Lyrics:
watch it come rit back
Now I kick back in a cell and my inner feelings dwell
Why I fucked up and I swear
I can't tell, where I fell
Escape death and fuck
record I ever cut was, um, "Get Up and Dance" by Freedom, nah I mean?
And then, you know I just basically learned from watching everybody
Doing they
Supposed to be, regulatin' in this rap era
Made one error up against the microphone terror
It takes two to tangle
I told Daz, "Don't worry," like Keith
yourself 'cause 'nough homicide a gwan in de area
I hear some niggas clockin' major on the other side of town
Strictly slidin' for a proper come up
I'm tired of niggas talkin' shit like "Daz this, Daz that"
Daz' Dat Nigga so you niggaz better back back
Or get clapped, I ain't trippin', got
SQAD killer still kill a bitch
Nigga if he ain't got my scrilla up
Hit a nigga with tha tec or tha dillinger
And make sho we ain't gittin up muhafucka
Bam, Bronsolino queens, New York
Come to the crib with a whore
Make sure she touching the
Mezuzah on the door damn she's a keeper
Rolled a reefer,
the name, baby
Wife-beaters and white t-shirts, Hanes, mainly
It's a long shot, but is it possible? There's a lane, maybe
If not he's gon' have to come
but I'll come back stronger
Build me up, like I'm a Skywalker
Call me Luke, but the wait's getting longer
I've got the power like ultimate warrior
Knock
like Rita
Tell her come offer some briz,
Don't bother try act like a diva
Peng tings all wanna cuff me
Feeling like Met police
Just phoned up Tuggzy
Like
me know if you could
Back shootin up, hoes Cadillac's {*gun shot*}
Don't ever come back, you show me where it's at
Off the rack comes the gay, buck
ain't shit but a misdemeanor
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, a few niggas done up
Some rest in peace with their khakis heavy creased
But it's
what's up with Kurupt (right)
Niggas don't give a fuck, I'm headed for the Westside
Now this spot's owned by the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G
P-O-U-N-D,
Wake up homie
Ayy, them people, they coming
Listen
Ayy, wke up
Ayy, homie
You gotta get up
Ayy, them folks is at the door, man
Get up
Get up
Kat. Heh, get that?
Cop Cris' by the six-pack, Range Rov?' Dot six that
Benz Coupe, drop six that
Buggy eye seven come out? Shit, took the six back
HIV-pussy-havin' motherfuckers)
Yo, yo, yo, Daz, easy come, easy
Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick
For those who don't like it, eat a dick
But
HIV-pussy-havin' motherfuckers)
Yo, yo, yo, Daz, easy come, easy
Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick
For those who don't like it, eat a dick
But
yeah yeah
I understand it's hard to find the motivation
Life is fucked up it you know it comes in phases
Sometimes I wish I didn't have the heart to even
This a rumble with God
I am Zeus in the stars
Game genie opened up my heart
Unlocked the ultimate boss
This a rumble with God
I am Zeus in the stars
HOTROCKTV – Theme by Galaxy Global Television Network
Bongo Boy Records Volume XI
Bang! Bang! Bang! OOH! Bang! Bang Bang!
Get! Get! Come on!
It's just another day in the hood for Kurupt, yeah, that's me
Got schooled by Snoop in a black Cherokee
Daz in the back, Warren G. in
Roll two joints, a blunt leave the stash (Up front)
While I turn up the beat and give em' (What they want)
[Hook]
[Daz]
Gangstas do all the doin' (Make
Suckers!
[daz]
How many real homeboys y'all got out there?
Can y'all count on one hand? i can
Straight up, dogg pound gangstas
Funky fresh in
style)
Fais passer le mic (Pass the mic)
Je sais ça fait un bail (It's been ages)
Mais je fais un retour quand ça me plaît (But I come back when I want to)
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