Kuruption

intro: <br>yeah, this for the west coast cd<br>let me clear my throat<br>check it out, check it out, check it out<br>we gonna drop it like this<br>this album is the best of both worlds <br>Kurupt, Daz Dilly, this for the westcoast side, Young Gotti<br>Dont forget about Tray Deee, and Snoop, this for the westcoast one<br><br>verse 1: Kurupt<br><br>saggin, nigga g`d up, sippin<br>sip nigga, dip nigga, set trip nigga <br>gotta grip nigga, getta grip nigga with tha gang<br>and rollin with tha alpine bangin<br>homie whatcha got? a couple sacs to sell<br>went from weed and dope to mics ta sell<br>hit a switch nigga <br>dont fuck around wit bitch niggaz<br>im a money cash nigga<br>cash gettin, hash hitten<br>gang bang afiliate<br>hit a stick real quick<br>and in a minute start killin shit real quick<br>ima million dollar motherfuckin nigga (million dollar motherfuckin nigga)<br>i thought you knew about it <br>bout it bout it do ya got it<br>now tha homies bout it, ima bout ta do this<br>hit a lick they hit back wit some new shit<br>then have a gangster reunion, the homie told me (wut he say?)<br>get cha` boogie on youngsta, c-walk homie<br><br>chorus:<br>get cha` walk on, c-walk homie, c-walk homie <br>get cha` walk on, c-walk homie<br><br>Verse 2: Tray Deee<br>yeah ima tell you like this Kurupt, you know how it was for me<br>been regarded as the hardest since i hit the set<br>young nigga with a rep, kept that gangsta step<br>crocka sacs of blue cordiroy with house shoes on<br>flawssin for the hoodrats gettin my groove on<br>hangin in the park till all hours of dark<br>tryna catch a mark slippin wit this thang that bark<br>cry baby on the swamp got the exit locked<br>and aint no doubt comin out he gone wreck ya not<br>pass me the satin locs so i can wet my throat<br>while i sag the blue khakiswit tha raoder coat<br>all the hoes really want is gangstaz just like us<br>ruff and dont give a fuck aint that right Kurupt (thas right)<br>stay bangin on these niggaz on a regular basis<br>big paper chasin, facin felony cases<br>made it to be famous, livin hard and dangerous<br>steppin on these bustaz wit my blue chuck taylors<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Verse 3: Slip Capone<br><br>you know that ganstaz rock, gangstaz roll<br>heres the gangsta shit, we on a gangsta stroll<br>its gangstaz ride, gangstaz slide <br>then the gangstaz rob with the gangsta glide<br>cuz gangstaz move, and gangstaz groove<br>and most gangstaz got nuthin ta lose<br>gangstaz live, and gangstaz die<br>gangstaz form a gang and the gang multiply<br>gangstaz give a fuck a g, dont ask why<br>gangstaz dont snitch, and gangstaz dont cry<br>gangstaz boogie, gangstaz don`t dance<br>gangsta pull the strap out cha` pants and blast<br>gangstaz don`t run, and gangstaz don`t hide<br>ima gangsta ass nigga from the sick southside<br>thats how i know exactly what a gangsta do<br>ya love the gangsta shit aint you a gangsta too?<br>then c-walk homie<br><br>Chorus*(outro)<br><br>c-walk homie<br>Slip Capone, c-walk homie<br>O.G. Tray Deee, c-walk homie<br>Kurupt, that nigga Daz, Soopafly, now walk on `em<br>c-walk homie, c-walk homie, now walk on `em