(feat. Nate Dogg)
[Kurupt]
Yeah n***a... Westcoast
Westcoastin', floatin', oh so floatin'
n***a!... G'z... Young Gotti
I'm like... f** a b**h and f** you too
It's so many different things that i'm gon' do
Switches all f**ed up
Livin' in the '80's jackin' n***as for Nissan trucks
A quarter piece to flip
It's me and Daz and two b**hes
I never gave a f**, n***a Daz and Kurupt
They say this ain't the way to get rich!
I might as well get me a b**h!
I don't get it, I take it
Put a glitch in the Matrix
Flip some bricks to strip ya b**h naked
'Cause I just don't care, live from "G" square
Wit a vest and a cup to put in the air
n***a... f** a b**h and f** you too
What a punk mothaf**a like you gon' do?
... I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop
Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fued
It's on one, nah he said it's on two
On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed
All you to want do
Do what the f** you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors
Crap like the crap table, Kane and Abel
I'm signed-out Sinatra, galactic Gallahgar
Metal physical, sixteen Calibur metallica
'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker
Punk mothaf**a, mothaf**, mothaf**a, yeah n***a
We can go heads n***a
You b**hes be hatin' n***a, heard what I said n***a
Lend me some bread n***a, keep ya chest bust like lead n***as
The fed n***a, Daz and Fred n***a
Kurupt Young Gotti, baby face Capone
We on Niastra, n***a on the microphone
Never never have I ever gave a f**
Dat n***a Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt
And we do what the f** we want to do too
Get what we got to get to get through
And we blast what we got blast to get ours
Life of a gangsta in a world of stars
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Do what the f** you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through, through, through
Just do it... don't stop
[Nate Dogg]
All my n***as on the Northside, getcha money right away
All my n***as on the Southside, let 'em know that you don't play
And say them n***as on the Eastside, ain't some n***as you contest
Unless you stuck up in a time-warp, you all ready know about the West
They say them n***as on the Northside, keep tabs on they skrill
All my n***as on the Southside, try to make anotha mil'
All my n***as on the Eastside, make million dollar bills
All my n***as on the Westside, been doin' this fo' years
Throw ya mothaf**in' hands up somebody
Throw ya mothaf**in' hood up somebody
What dem n***as do, they ride
What dem n***as do, they ride, ride
Throw ya mothaf**in' hands up somebody
Throw ya mothaf**in' hood up somebody
What dem n***as do, they ride
What dem n***as do, they ride, ride
[Kurupt]
Mac, Young Gotti, f** the world n***a
Daz Dillinger, Fredwreck, Dogg Pound, L.A. life
f**a on Beach world, 30 enemies cuz!
They tryna murder you, you know who I'm talkin' to n***a!
2000, screech it on 'em, riders, the real riders
Dogg Pound Gangsta riders, hoodsies