Featuring kurupt daz rage
Verse one: kurupt
Well itand's that slow flow d o double g nigga
See these other fools but you canand't see me nigga
Who am i? [itand's kurupt motherfucker]
Do or die [we gives a fuck motherfucker]
So slow your roll iand'm in control like janet
The loc est twenty one year old nigga thatand's on this planet
Take it for granted if ya wanna cuz iand'm gonna
Grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!!
Chorus: repeat 2x
So all my bitches and my niggaz and my niggaz and my bitches
Wave your motherfuckin hands in the air
And if you donand't give a shit
Like we donand't give a shit
Wave your motherfuckin fingers in the air
Verse two: daz, kurupt
Now on a one, two, three who could it be
Comin with a group of gangsta shit for ninety-three
So ninety-fourand's arrived nigga, back on up
And let me and my dogg kurupt fuck shit up
Now canand't nobody see me here or there
Wherever i bails, i put it down on the ground
Cuz ainand't shit for sale in the coupe
With the beat flossin off gold dand's
And my cousin snoop packs well, you know what i mean
And it donand't take much, for the dogg pound to bust a cap
In your ass, for gettin us all fucked up
Now check it, itand's a callin for niggaz like doggs
Who supposed to be the shit, but steadily bitchin like hogs
(yes yand'all) walk the doggs (yes yand'all) yiggy yand'all
Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball
I packs a strap, like that, i kicks it like this
Now how many bitches must get dick?
Before they say, that daz is that nigga from back in the day
Ya never ever thought iand'd see him bustin with dr. dre
Cuz i grips mics, i rips mics in half
Hoes be comin to my flat so i can tap that ass
Chorus
Verse three: kurupt
Youand're headed my way, nigga you best to hit a u-turn quick
So whatand's happenin? iand'm cappin shit up like a western flick
The kinpin of the clique, top notch
17 shot glock cocked, so all nigga drop
The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve
The best kuruptand's era, peep the terror, cuz itand's a murder fest
I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we
Another motherfucker, gettin served like some cavy
Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) i got full juice like 2pac
(plus iand'm) rollin with two glocks
Fly motherfuckers canand't see kurupt
Hellraisin like pinhead, beware iand'm tearin shit the fuck up
Slow your roll, like your legs was broken
Whoand's jokin? rakim never joked, so why should i loc?
Now thatand's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe
Runnin em like flo jo, stranded on death row
Mediocre motherfuckers die cuz iand'm servin it
They canand't fuck with or see me iand'm mass murderin
[smokin indo, look out my window i suppose] yeah
[niggaz donand't understand how we kicks diffrent flows]
(iand'm raw like new footage) iand'm rugged like a bf goodrich
(bring your whole set and get your hood lynched)
[drop to your knees like a dog in heat]
Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques
Chorus
Verse four: rage
Check it out, itand's rage, ready for the breakdown
Take down, when it comes to the mic iand'm puttin my weight down
And thatand's 175 pounds of beed
Beatin yoand' ass down to the concrete
Fool, act like ya know
Iand'm stranded on death row with no where to go, so
Whatand's a girl to do
Take out a crew, or two, a few, what you wanna do?
[snoop] throw your guns in the motherfuckin air, we donand't care
[dogg pound] niggaz donand't give a fuck nigga
[snoop] about nuthin at all, just my doggs and clockin the grip bitch
[dogg pound] niggaz donand't give a fuck nigga
[snoop] thatand's why i can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my
[dogg pound] niggaz donand't give a fuck nigga
[snoop] the clique iand'm with, donand't give a sheeit, ya know why?
[dogg pound] real niggaz donand't give a fuck
Chorus
