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  • 作词 : Arnaud, Brown
    [kurupt]Daz and kurupt, kurupt and daz
    Nickels and pennies, and pounds of hash
    Double up the dough, double my money
    They can boil and bubble, get a grip ain't nothin funny
    You can't survive, off no conversation wit words
    Betta get up off yo ass *****, go flip some birds
    Hand me my cash, nobody moves and nobody get blast
    My first words are my last
    I got a platoon, mask, and armor suits
    First enfulltry of riders on a global pursuit
    Parachute and jump, held high on a stump
    Wit a pump, bout to dump, put a end to the hunt[chorus]
    The streets is a mutha*****a
    **** game, rock game, *******, packages sold, pick a row
    Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go
    Gotta let um know the game, mutha*****a fo' sho
    In and out do's, chrome, rollin in sixty-fo's
    I ain't got time fo none of you *******es, so ***** off hoe
    Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us
    Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers[daz]
    Automatics rang out, you left dead ***** wit yo brains out
    Walk back to the porch, wit some salt to wash the stains out
    Murders my hobby, kidnapping, jacking, and robbery
    Wow daz a safari, in a p? ? ?
    Pay the cops off as
    I peel out and jet
    It ain't no thing when we connect, we posted up with tecks
    ***** we bury you alive in cement, that's what we meant
    Now when the nine goes click, yo ass wasn't *******t
    Get out your war tactics, get at you get the job done
    One gun you hung, seven bullets in your lungs
    Struggle with heron and
    I'll tell you apart
    Through my veins and through my heart
    That's when the drama will start
    ***** gimme what you got, let off some more shots
    Run through what you got, destroy yo block
    Got a dealings ever ever was your spot
    When the nine goes pop, that's when yo homeboys drop[chorus][kurupt]
    I seen it befo' 44's explode
    *****'s fall on the flo', the hardest ***** on the flo'
    The hoes like, do what the ***** ever a ***** say
    It's like this everyday on the streets of l.a
    Gotta a lumberjack the size of a tank
    I'm a hammerhead with a hammer the size of a tank
    Every heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us
    The gangsta gang mutha*****a, it's on dawn to dust
    Well ***** wonder what we doing, it ain't really nothing to us
    Plus you ain't nothin' to us, you can't do nothing to us (noooo)[daz]
    I represented and presented the bloodbath
    Feel the wrath, we get what you had you get stabbed
    We grab for the oppurtunities that'll soon to be a chance
    At the eulogy,
    I knew you be dead, while in prison
    Making critical decisions, to the brain to his neck
    Goes 27 inches for tellin' the snitches[chorus][childs voice]
    Shut the ***** up, ***** (*****)
  • 作词 : Arnaud, Brown
    [kurupt]Daz and kurupt, kurupt and daz
    Nickels and pennies, and pounds of hash
    Double up the dough, double my money
    They can boil and bubble, get a grip ain't nothin funny
    You can't survive, off no conversation wit words
    Betta get up off yo ass *****, go flip some birds
    Hand me my cash, nobody moves and nobody get blast
    My first words are my last
    I got a platoon, mask, and armor suits
    First enfulltry of riders on a global pursuit
    Parachute and jump, held high on a stump
    Wit a pump, bout to dump, put a end to the hunt[chorus]
    The streets is a mutha*****a
    **** game, rock game, *******, packages sold, pick a row
    Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go
    Gotta let um know the game, mutha*****a fo' sho
    In and out do's, chrome, rollin in sixty-fo's
    I ain't got time fo none of you *******es, so ***** off hoe
    Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us
    Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers[daz]
    Automatics rang out, you left dead ***** wit yo brains out
    Walk back to the porch, wit some salt to wash the stains out
    Murders my hobby, kidnapping, jacking, and robbery
    Wow daz a safari, in a p? ? ?
    Pay the cops off as
    I peel out and jet
    It ain't no thing when we connect, we posted up with tecks
    ***** we bury you alive in cement, that's what we meant
    Now when the nine goes click, yo ass wasn't *******t
    Get out your war tactics, get at you get the job done
    One gun you hung, seven bullets in your lungs
    Struggle with heron and
    I'll tell you apart
    Through my veins and through my heart
    That's when the drama will start
    ***** gimme what you got, let off some more shots
    Run through what you got, destroy yo block
    Got a dealings ever ever was your spot
    When the nine goes pop, that's when yo homeboys drop[chorus][kurupt]
    I seen it befo' 44's explode
    *****'s fall on the flo', the hardest ***** on the flo'
    The hoes like, do what the ***** ever a ***** say
    It's like this everyday on the streets of l.a
    Gotta a lumberjack the size of a tank
    I'm a hammerhead with a hammer the size of a tank
    Every heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us
    The gangsta gang mutha*****a, it's on dawn to dust
    Well ***** wonder what we doing, it ain't really nothing to us
    Plus you ain't nothin' to us, you can't do nothing to us (noooo)[daz]
    I represented and presented the bloodbath
    Feel the wrath, we get what you had you get stabbed
    We grab for the oppurtunities that'll soon to be a chance
    At the eulogy,
    I knew you be dead, while in prison
    Making critical decisions, to the brain to his neck
    Goes 27 inches for tellin' the snitches[chorus][childs voice]
    Shut the ***** up, ***** (*****)