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Текст песни Kurupt - Kuruption!

Kurupt - Kuruption! слова песни

[Kurupt talking (Kurupt talking in the background)]*sniffs (2x)* *coughs (4x)* *sniffs (2x)* (ahh shit) *sniffs (2x)*Yo! Yo man! *sniffs (2x)* *puffs on a joint* *coughs (4x)* (???)Yo! Yo I got a message for all y`all motherfuckers mad at shit`Cause now I`m mad at shitGot niggas smokin` a whole motherfucken` dope-sack of some dojaY`all know what I mean?Shippin` motherfucken` shipments of some bomb-ass weedYo check it! Fuck all y`all fake-ass, mad `cause nobody don`t love y`allSecretly dingy-ass, 500,000 sold-ass, bitch-ass, funny style-assGoofy, dusty, dirty, punk-ass motherfuckersGangster nigga! (*laughing*)To all the homies (for the gangsters, for all the homies)No bitch-ass niggas allowed (no, uh-huh)No bitches allowed (we goin` do it like this)Kurupt, Young Gotti (nigga), check it out[Verse 1: Kurupt (Kurupt talking in the background)]Gangster, gangster, I`m a G from the D, that`s what the riders see (uh-huh)I`m a get a quarter-mil, quarter-inch with the dealCome through, grey and blue, I`m a show you what I doWhere I hang the shit, Dogg Pound GangstavilleIn the cut, nigga whatI`m a slip through, if you trip, I`m a trip tooGet a bitch to strip till the homie`s dick through (oh, come on now)got my nigga Slip too (what up Slip!?)And I got a whole eighth of weed, and that`s all we need (*puffs on a joint* *coughs*)Till we hit the next spot, `cause when I flew in (what, what?), I knew it`s `bout to be a G`d- up reunion (gangster!)Ain`t no words to express this song`cause one day you`re here, and the next you`re goneThis goes out to the homies (???), and this is straight from the heart and trueand this one`s for you[Chorus: woman singing (Kurupt talking in the background)]This one`s for you! Yeah!This one`s for you, ohh!This one`s for you! (And this one`s for you!) Wooahoo!This one`s for you! (Give it up nigga, give it up fool)[Verse 2: Kurupt (Kurupt talking in the background)]Hollered at one of the homies the other day, he said someone`s approachin` and then he looked the other way (ay yo, ay yo, oh my goodness!)Turned back and draw (come on nigga!), and all you saw (oh shit, what the fuck?), was a vision of himself, he choked in the ??? (oh!)I just paused the lab, that`s some familiar shit, `cause the other day I dreamt up some similar shitSo I tell him I love you and stay safe (dogg), then I skates, to a whole different hood where different shit takes place (alright dogg) I been G`d, since the age of eighteenWhen I first ran into heaters, nine-millimetersGet the cash and sprunt, all the homies mash as oneTook the bong and smoke, these a hundred spokesHoller at the big homeboy C-Style (what up C-Style!?)haven`t seen him in a while (yeah)So I pops the stash, and pull out the orange-blueberry shrooms and hash (blaze! *puffs on a joint (4x)* *coughs*)I don`t think niggas could last, `cause ain`t nothin` with Kurupt and Daz (uh-ah, no way, no how, ???)[Chorus: woman singing (Kurupt talking in the background)] (overlaps the last four words of Verse 2)This one`s for you! Ho-woah!This one`s for you-oo! (Aye!)This one`s for you! (This one`s for you!) Oowoah! (Uh-huh)This one`s for you-oo, yeah! (Check it out! You know what?)[Verse 3 - Kurupt (Kurupt talking in the background)]I feel a `woo` comin` on cuz (WOO! (5x)) (2x)There I was, when I talk about history, or psychology, or biology (what?)We talk about D.P.-ology, geology, a G-senology (what?)G`s in rare form, C`s in rare form, I gots visions, ammunitions load up a ??? stormStack up the cut just like busters, heaters cocked back for all you motherfuckers that`s trying to touch us (check it out)I got licks to hit, put that ass on crutches(I`m a) Conceal the glock, pancakes stop and dropBlown, hold up, what`s goin` on? (what`s up!?)My man Capone within a whole different zone (right)Hoppin` in fours (zzz, zzz), slammin` Cadillac doors wit a gang of hoesCould we put hos nigga, foes niggaBanged out, this is for the niggas who bang (who that?)

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