[Intro]
Dog pound gangsters n***a, like young [?] said n***a, we're Buster banger , that means we bang on busters, n***a. Yeah, fly!
[Chorus: Kurupt]
I'm cold, so I oversee the homies, backtrack stop, push them up, There's the busters n***a!
Cold, and I'm rolling by alone, I'ma start busting and scraping Through the hood bumping n***a
I'm cold, so I oversee the homies, backtrack stop, push them up, There's the busters n***a!
Cold, and I'm rolling by alone, I'ma start busting and scraping Through the hood bumping n***a
[Verse 1: Kurupt]
I learned the hard way, if you don't want to listen, this is what you'll listen to
Police, n***a, awesome n***a, dumping through, banging on your door
Won't catch me slipping anymore!
People pimping up in this motherf**er
Now [?] yo' banging on busters up in this motherf**er
Don't you know, if you didn't listen to this pistol sizzling
[?] loosed and juiced, pistol whistling
Sky high, fly motherf**er!
Yelling: Die motherf**er! Die motherf**er!
If you want [?], motherf**er ? try motherf**er!
I'll put it in front of your spot, try motherf**er!
If you touch it, I'll give you my life motherf**er
Forever, [?] d**h, I'ma ride motherf**er
Heaters and TEC 9's, I supply motherf**er
Heaters and pipe-bombs, I provide motherf**er
Homicidal, pushing the front line motherf**er!
[Chorus: Kurupt]
[Verse 2:Kurupt]
Cold, but I don't get upset
Sacked this n***a up, and carved the set on his chest, n***a
Pistol clapping, make the heater, pop it back
Just like that! n***a, swipe that, you don't like that?
Want a [?] n***a? Get on the job, n***a!
Let's ride n***a, I'ma say it again
Let's ride n***a, let the TEC's fly n***a!
Erasing the sky n***a, talking the sky n***a!
You can't even even see the n***a your beside, n***a!
Look, besides n***a, see? it ain't no thing
Dog pound gang
Watch us bang
Come and show us what you mean!
Either don't get tapped from the back or the [?]
In the back, temple, kneecap or the spleen!
[Chorus: Kurupt]
[Verse 3:Kurupt]
Sinister, revelations
Of a different generation
Where head-ups don't matter no more
Where the guy that's [throwing?] the blow
That's for sure
More than anything you can think about and know, and got to hope
Gotta serve p**y from Vegas to the Navajo
From the Karma leaders to Magnolia to the Kalio
See? this is pressure
Because I'm thinking about busting my TEC up in this n***a's [?]
This n***a tripping
Thinking that he can get away stealing the n***a chips and bullsh**ting
What the f** is wrong?
I'ma have to show them it's on!
I know them, it's on!
This is how [storm conforms?]!
Kurupt, [dumping Harley, kidnapping the ducts?]
My khaki's is paint n***a, and so is my chops
Dillinger, Gotti, semi's loaded and tucked
Like, which n***a 'been inquiring about Kurupt?
Which one of you n******gs I'ma duct tape and dump?
[Chorus: Kurupt]