That Was Then, This is Now Vol. 1

[Kid Frost]<br>We toss the heinas in the back, through the sun rooftop<br>Blowin big out green, check out my gangsta tint<br>Me and King T, with a fifth of Hennessey<br>And the homey Kurupt about to blow shit up<br>So roll shit up, if you got a sack of that good<br>Have you trippin like some sherm when we bounce through yo` hood<br>We make it happen, from the nickel plate to the platinum<br>It`s real shit, think of it, just musical rappin<br><br>[Kurupt]<br>Check it out<br>I`ma tell you what it is when you`re fuckin with a gangsta like me<br>Throw some gold feet on the MC<br>Bounce up and down the street with a trunk full of beats<br>Swervin up a one-way, dippin on a Sunday<br>Not givin a fuck nigga Frost and Kurupt<br>Nigga motherfuck a bitch nigga, dip and hit a switch nigga<br>Whatchu wann` do, blaze a ounce with a nigga<br>Blaze up a stick and bounce with a nigga<br><br> You fuckin with some outlaws<br> (gangstas/what) packin on pistolas<br> Eses load up, with them East side soldiers<br> Roll up a fat one and pass it around<br> Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town<br>{repeat 2X}<br><br>[King T]<br>Man let the summer begin<br>The heat excites the east siders<br>Ain`t nothin but G`s and lowriders<br>Dippin in the tightest, indoed out, benzoed out<br>Fool we got the Henn no doubt<br>My friends show out, we stack up ends and roll out<br>Make sure the chronic smoke blows out<br>Them tricks got no clout, cause they hatin how we serve it<br>Don`t test T-Loc it ain`t worth it, I serve it<br><br>[Kurupt]<br>I`m tired of these bitch made niggaz<br>Actin like they comin through with hammers and triggers<br>I`ll pull your whole card, nigga you ain`t hard<br>Your homey`s a bitch on the left with dick on his breath<br>I make fo`s hop, what the fuck do you do<br>I done smacked around bitch niggaz just like you<br>A gangsta`s a gangsta and that`s all I`ll be<br>What you wanna do homey, chest blew through homey<br><br> You fuckin with some outlaws<br> (gangstas/bitch) packin on pistolas<br> Eses load up, with them East side soldiers<br> Roll up a fat one and pass it around<br> Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town<br>{repeat 2X}<br><br>[Kurupt]<br>Get high, fuck erything I`m blastin on site<br>Throwin up the hood for life<br>Movin in loco-motion, heated cause it`s on<br>These niggaz done came through and invaded the zone<br><br>[Kid Frost]<br>Now ain`t no mercy when we dealin with these putos<br>Ask the homey Kurupt, he said the feelin is mutual<br>We lay em down on site, on GP<br>Hit em up for la raza and for DPG<br><br>[Kurupt]<br>I got a cannon for the bustaz, fuck the world<br>Gangstas and cascades, perms and curls<br>The M-16`s bitches, 16 switches<br>Impalas, drops and pop collars<br><br>[King T]<br>And ain`t nuttin changed, still standin by the bar<br>Drunk as a motherfucker, shinin like a star<br>And if you took a glance let me tell you what you saw<br>A god damn fool, yes yes y`all<br><br> You fuckin with some outlaws<br> (gangstas/..) packin on pistolas<br> Eses load up, with them East side soldiers<br> Roll up a fat one and pass it around<br> Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town<br>{repeat 2X}