Keep It Gangsta

歌詞

Kurupt: Yeah that gangsta shit always bangin' Supafly you sick fa this We goin' show them how the Dogg Pound Gangstaz bang and rock Yeah...... Hey Sean let's bang this, turn it up, man Let me talk ta these niggaz verse 1: Kurupt Who you aimin' at, nigga? You know I got you Look me up ta find (Nazperatu?) You'll neva get away muthaf**ka we after ya I drain MC's, poetical Dracula I take away your mind, body, soul and spirit Vampirin', I mutilate with words and lyrics I injure with verbs off herbs and spirits I'm everywhere like germs and spirits You could here me everywhere, day and night Like birds and crickets I got birds worth fourteen tickets You ain't got no money, no ridaz, no squad or bitches Quit bullshittin', you ain't gotta lie ta kick it Rolled up on this nigga like, "Nigga what up?" He said, "Ya name ain't Kurupt, nigga, ya name is Bankrupt", huh! First thing I did was just smirked and laughed I looked over at Daz and then we whoooped his ass! The present is the present and the past is the past And ta stay in the present you should learn this fast Dogg Pound is forever, you should learn this fast Fo' we flash in a flash, millimeters n' macs, nigga Chorus: Daz- Just keep it gangsta Kurupt- Bustaz banged on, ridaz pushin', that's what you betta do, nigga Daz- Just keep it gangsta Kurupt- Cuz if ya don't, the millameters'll spark, and that's the end of the talk, we just... Daz- Just keep it gangsta Kurupt- All we know, through the highs 'n' lows is West Coast, muthaf**ka, muthaf**ka Daz- Just keep it gangsta Kurupt- Listen ta me, D-P-G-C, a nigga fly cuz I just, keep, it, gangsta Daz- Just keep it gangsta, nigga! 2nd verse: Daz Glock 40, grip it tight, AK on the back seat Don't ask me shit, muhf**kaz don't like me And you, I don't like you too, so This is what I'm goin' do Leave ya ass seasick, just like tha flu His temperature rise, and analyze and surprisin' you Niggaz on lockdown feel what I'm kickin' Them niggaz sellin' that weight, yeah, pluck them chickens Get it like ya give it, give it how ya live it And when I'm full a that spinach the 20 inches spinnin' When the revolva click back On the fa-rilla my nigga ya don't want that A mainside nigga but I'm West Coast'd out Pistol in my hand and a blunt in my mouth What is the (statue?) amount, nigga? I'm about them G's And blastin' on rats, we about that cheese From a G-ass nigga, behind the mask, behind tha trigga Layin' 'em down, muhf**ka what you figure? repeat chorus verse 3: Lady of Rage I'm not the Dogg Pound Gangsta crip But I'm that chick from the Dogg Pound Gangsta Click And I'm tha chick that'll dog these wankstaz quick Big body on that Dogg Pound gangsta shit Now when I go bananas Ya'll goin' need ta go get tha Sopranaz Any mob, any gang, wear the blue bandanaz Goin' let you know I bang straight from the gate See these flows f**k it up like it was a case a weight, now In 'n outta state, I Bend 'em outta shape, I Wipe 'em off my slate, I Clean 'em off my plate, I Squash these kids, eat 'em like sausages Roll, where my dogz at? Here's a snausage? Here's a treat For your appetite of lyrical roughness The toughtest, bustaz, still "can't touch this." (MC Hammer sample) F**k this shit, ya'll must of forgotten I still give it to ya like I gave his only begotten, son Spit mo' shit than a little bit, huh? But the (fu-hah?) I'm so over pissy drunk (??this line unintelligible??) Cuz lyrically and literally Rage stay strapped It's big payback, (??) If ya feelin' froggish in heat But I don't just keep doggin' tha beat Kapeesh? Sweat the the technique that I just freaked I'm bringin' raw heat, have enough ta cook ya raw meat repeat chorus