Lyrics
Yeah, give it up!
All day, Kurupt and Daz, we all about this
It's about the cash, if you talk shit, we bust my black
If you talk more shit, we'll fuck you up like you know that
Another situation, nigga we got a match
These niggas know, nigga, what we have
If I did it, then I done it, and the
Battle just started and I'm gunnin'
For niggas who bang down who I ride for
That nigga that's Kurupt Dogg, Pound, Death Row
Here we go, Blood or Crip, it don't matter
I blast and outcast those who separate me from my goals
Without a doubt, kill 'em and turn 'em out
Notice the way that I shake, rattle and roll
And like Jamar, the crown enthusiastic is to not
Kaboom! We master the extreme as a team
Scope you out and cut you down like a guillotine
I hung a string of MC's who thought foolishness
Schoolin' this whole rap game, we rulin' this
We doin' this, pursuin' this, major, stackin' major paper
When my Dogg shoot behavior, I cave ya
Chest in, bruise your ribs with a blow of skills
Like Tyson knockin' your ass out like Bruno
You know I bring death to wars, your whole fuckin' camp
Get in your skin, kill anything that lives
Sure enough I never thought that your ass could come rough
Call your bluff, comin' with skills to smash the stuff
You know it's hardcore, you know it's raw
You know it's hardcore, I break your jaw
Too many times with rhymes I combine and blow minds
With the ways I design too many fuckin' times
The author of authentics (That's me!)
When I was young I played games of skerr, hide and go get it
Ties laced in the clinic, learned quick
To always keep a leash and hat on my dick
I know you're trippin' off me and what play I flew
But I ain't trippin' off you and what you say I do
It's time for war, man they all runnin' again
Empty clip, reload, start gunnin' again
I remember, Kurupt, you'll never get that far
No matter who you are, I found you can shine like stars
I use patience and the planet of my sight
To the corners of Duke's Fire where it's lilac life
I'm put in a position where I thinks
That I'm 'bout to beat MC's purple, blue and pink
Take what's yours, break down your doors
Hardcore, radical, rough and raw
When you come talkin' what you talk
It's me I'm 'bout to stalk and I rock it from L.A. to New York
On to the city of field, where all my niggas at
Keepin' it real, all we in Shan Hill
To the south, to the east, to the north
Kurupt, grabbin' it, about to rip it off
I rocks the West, so tell me who rocks the best?
I rocks the spot without Glocks and homicidal shots
I leave the scene like a quake 'cause I leave 'em shakin'
They all shake tryin' to take the money that I make
You'll never get past three rounds
Three rhymes, three MC's in three towns
I came to put it down
And lay all three of these motherfuckers down on the ground
You know it's your world, Daz
It's about the bitches (Nah), it's about the cash
Move quick, move fast, the real again
Leavin' motherfuckers stranded like Gilligan
Kill and I kill again, I got money on my mind
Posted at the Pond, sittin' in my room with a pad
Writin' rhymes, dimes on the nickels, nickels on the dimes
Quarters, thousands, a million dollar bonds
You know it's me and your world, Daz
It's about the bitches (Nah), it's about the cash
Move quick, move fast, the real again
Leavin' motherfuckers stranded like Gilligan
Kill and I kill again, I got money on my mind
Sittin' in my room with a pad, writin' rhymes
Dimes on the nickels, nickels on the dimes
Quarters, thousands, a million dollar bonds
All day, Kurupt and Daz, we all about this
It's about the cash, if you talk shit, we bust my black
If you talk more shit, we'll fuck you up like you know that
Another situation, nigga we got a match
These niggas know, nigga, what we have
If I did it, then I done it, and the
Battle just started and I'm gunnin'
For niggas who bang down who I ride for
That nigga that's Kurupt Dogg, Pound, Death Row
Here we go, Blood or Crip, it don't matter
I blast and outcast those who separate me from my goals
Without a doubt, kill 'em and turn 'em out
Notice the way that I shake, rattle and roll
And like Jamar, the crown enthusiastic is to not
Kaboom! We master the extreme as a team
Scope you out and cut you down like a guillotine
I hung a string of MC's who thought foolishness
Schoolin' this whole rap game, we rulin' this
We doin' this, pursuin' this, major, stackin' major paper
When my Dogg shoot behavior, I cave ya
Chest in, bruise your ribs with a blow of skills
Like Tyson knockin' your ass out like Bruno
You know I bring death to wars, your whole fuckin' camp
Get in your skin, kill anything that lives
Sure enough I never thought that your ass could come rough
Call your bluff, comin' with skills to smash the stuff
You know it's hardcore, you know it's raw
You know it's hardcore, I break your jaw
Too many times with rhymes I combine and blow minds
With the ways I design too many fuckin' times
The author of authentics (That's me!)
When I was young I played games of skerr, hide and go get it
Ties laced in the clinic, learned quick
To always keep a leash and hat on my dick
I know you're trippin' off me and what play I flew
But I ain't trippin' off you and what you say I do
It's time for war, man they all runnin' again
Empty clip, reload, start gunnin' again
I remember, Kurupt, you'll never get that far
No matter who you are, I found you can shine like stars
I use patience and the planet of my sight
To the corners of Duke's Fire where it's lilac life
I'm put in a position where I thinks
That I'm 'bout to beat MC's purple, blue and pink
Take what's yours, break down your doors
Hardcore, radical, rough and raw
When you come talkin' what you talk
It's me I'm 'bout to stalk and I rock it from L.A. to New York
On to the city of field, where all my niggas at
Keepin' it real, all we in Shan Hill
To the south, to the east, to the north
Kurupt, grabbin' it, about to rip it off
I rocks the West, so tell me who rocks the best?
I rocks the spot without Glocks and homicidal shots
I leave the scene like a quake 'cause I leave 'em shakin'
They all shake tryin' to take the money that I make
You'll never get past three rounds
Three rhymes, three MC's in three towns
I came to put it down
And lay all three of these motherfuckers down on the ground
You know it's your world, Daz
It's about the bitches (Nah), it's about the cash
Move quick, move fast, the real again
Leavin' motherfuckers stranded like Gilligan
Kill and I kill again, I got money on my mind
Posted at the Pond, sittin' in my room with a pad
Writin' rhymes, dimes on the nickels, nickels on the dimes
Quarters, thousands, a million dollar bonds
You know it's me and your world, Daz
It's about the bitches (Nah), it's about the cash
Move quick, move fast, the real again
Leavin' motherfuckers stranded like Gilligan
Kill and I kill again, I got money on my mind
Sittin' in my room with a pad, writin' rhymes
Dimes on the nickels, nickels on the dimes
Quarters, thousands, a million dollar bonds