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Kurupt - Jealousy lyrics
[Kurupt] Man, "Ante Up" nigga Make these niggaz kick in, punk-ass niggaz BANG on 'em Sheeeit... gotta get on these Frontin, funny, funny-ass niggaz [Chorus- Kurupt] I can see it, youse a jealous, motherfucker It ain't really nuttin you can tell us, motherfucker Look me in my eyes you pathetic, motherfucker Cause shit only happens if you let it, motherfucker You out to get a grip but you're doin the wrong shit To get a grip you burn your bridge and sink ships motherfucker Fuckin 'round here might get you chipped, motherfucker The homies hittin lick after lick, motherfucker [Verse One- Kurupt] The Crisis Center was just invaded Niggaz talkin 'bout Kurupt switched and traded People talkin 'bout they don't like me no mo', I lost my flow They liked me better on "Stranded on Death Row" Gangbanging's a terrorist act, like whatever we do they gon' lock us up wherever the terrorists at They so-called RICO act, applaud and clap Cause they applaud when niggaz get clapped, but look I can see it, youse a jealous, motherfucker It ain't really nuttin you can tell us, motherfucker Peep out the streets, you can't move without heat To keep your empire imperial From Pakistan to imperial, imperial mindframe Must center your circle, the circle, of your center Wisdom must control it's outer, and it's inner I got a small message for you funny-ass niggaz look [Chorus- Kurupt] I can see it, youse a jealous, motherfucker It ain't really nuttin you can tell us, motherfucker Look me in my eyes you pathetic, motherfucker Cause shit only happens if you let it, motherfucker You out to get a grip but you're doin the wrong shit To get a grip you burn your bridge and sink ships motherfucker Fuckin 'round here might get you chipped, motherfucker The homies hittin lick after lick, motherfucker [Verse Two- Roscoe] Young whippersnapper, dippin in my Acura For the young pistol packers, clip-slapper, click-clacker Chip-stacker, whip-jacker, crib-crashed, kidnapper Wig-basher, rib-cracker, ditch-digger, ditch a nigga Bitch nigga, y'all the ones that switched nigga So fuck y'all, now it's guns and clips nigga And y'all don't see it, you fuckin with the wrong two We movin units and you just been fuckin with the wrong crew And I can see it, youse a envious motherfucker My enemy motherfucker not no friend to me, no kin to me So it's simple don't be tryin to pretend to be motherfucker Repercussions consequences and penalties motherfucker I ain't never a punk, my beretta's in the trunk So whenever when it, jump, I'll be the first to dump Paranoid, I can't walk to the curb without my tec And it's so many murders that I regret, from jealous-ass niggaz [Chorus- Kurupt] I can see it, youse a jealous, motherfucker It ain't really nuttin you can tell us, motherfucker Look me in my eyes you pathetic, motherfucker Cause shit only happens if you let it, motherfucker You out to get a grip but you're doin the wrong shit To get a grip you burn your bridge and sink ships motherfucker Fuckin 'round here might get you chipped, motherfucker The homies hittin lick after lick, motherfucker [Lil' Fame] Yo, yo, it's the M dot O dot P, motherfucker The K-U, R-U-P-T, motherfucker Chin check nigga, it's 'bout to get hectic To all race and creeds, foreign or domestic (M.O.P. nigga) Now, tell me, if you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy, {?} brought you to a side Think it over for what it's worth Before you get yo' ass tossed into the big black earth [Billy Danze] Oh! Live from the 'Ville, it's your boy Bill Digga Nigga will you get the fuck back 'fore we kill ya Y'all know what's up, we doin it with Kurupt The flow slow disco, nigga let's go We put it down like, sound like (NOW LET'S RIDE ON OUT) Still shake the ground like (NOW LET'S RIDE ON OUT) When there's a conversation about O.G.'s Make sure you motherfuckers remember the M.O.-P's [Chorus- Kurupt] I can see it, youse a jealous, motherfucker It ain't really nuttin you can tell us, motherfucker Look me in my eyes you pathetic, motherfucker Cause shit only happens if you let it, motherfucker You out to get a grip but you're doin the wrong shit To get a grip you burn your bridge and sink ships motherfucker Fuckin 'round here might get you chipped, motherfucker The homies hittin lick after lick, motherfucker |
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