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Kurupt - Space Boogie lyrics
(feat. Nate Dogg) [Kurupt] Yeah nigga... Westcoast Westcoastin', floatin', oh so floatin' Nigga!... G'z... Young Gotti I'm like... fuck a bitch and fuck you too It's so many different things that i'm gon' do Switches all fucked up Livin' in the '80's jackin' niggas for Nissan trucks A quarter piece to flip It's me and Daz and two bitches 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 a glitch in the Matrix Flip some bricks to strip ya bitch naked 'Cause I just don't care, live from "G" square Wit a vest and a cup to put in the air Nigga... fuck a bitch and fuck you too What a punk mothafucka like you gon' do? ... I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fued It's on one, nah he said it's on two On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed All you to want do Do what the fuck you want to do too Get what ya got to get to get through Light what ya wanna light to light fire Big arsonist blew to white fire Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors Crap like the crap table, Kane and Abel I'm signed-out Sinatra, galactic Gallahgar Metal physical, sixteen Calibur metallica 'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker Punk mothafucka, mothafuck, mothafucka, yeah nigga We can go heads nigga You bitches be hatin' nigga, heard what I said nigga Lend me some bread nigga, keep ya chest bust like lead niggas The fed nigga, Daz and Fred nigga Kurupt Young Gotti, baby face Capone We on Niastra, nigga on the microphone Never never have I ever gave a fuck Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt And we do what the fuck we want to do too Get what we got to get to get through And we blast what we got blast to get ours Life of a gangsta in a world of stars Light what ya wanna light to light fire Big arsonist blew to white fire Do what the fuck you want to do too Get what ya got to get to get through, through, through Just do it... don't stop [Nate Dogg] All my niggas on the Northside, getcha money right away All my niggas on the Southside, let 'em know that you don't play And say them niggas on the Eastside, ain't some niggas you contest Unless you stuck up in a time-warp, you all ready know about the West They say them niggas on the Northside, keep tabs on they skrill All my niggas on the Southside, try to make anotha mil' All my niggas on the Eastside, make million dollar bills All my niggas on the Westside, been doin' this fo' years Throw ya mothafuckin' hands up somebody Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody What dem niggas do, they ride What dem niggas do, they ride, ride Throw ya mothafuckin' hands up somebody Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody What dem niggas do, they ride What dem niggas do, they ride, ride [Kurupt] Mac, Young Gotti, fuck the world nigga Daz Dillinger, Fredwreck, Dogg Pound, L.A. life Fucka on Beach world, 30 enemies cuz! They tryna murder you, you know who I'm talkin' to nigga! 2000, screech it on 'em, riders, the real riders Dogg Pound Gangsta riders, hoodsies |
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