Tytuł: Ya can't trust nobody

• Wykonawca: Kurupt
• Wyświetleń: 261

  
   Man what you need man?
  Yo' bitch ass always come around here wit this whole
  three dollar two dollar five dollar hit shit
  Nigga come around here with a twenty-sack of somethin nigga
  My bills gotta get paid motherfucker
  I'm outta here -- catch me next week beotch!
  [Daz]
  Hop in my Chevy get to wheelin down the block
  Makin sales, whether slangin weed or rocks
  Clockin major strapped up, me and my niggaz in the house
  Might as well BACK UP, bustin on niggaz if they act up
  On a mission with my gang, around here we run thangs
  Get paid, every night, where we hang
  cause it's a street thang, cops and automatic weapon
  keep a nigga intact, for these niggaz half-steppin
  Daz Dillinger, got sewed up for real
  Dealers servin these niggaz for a quarter a mill'
  Ninety-eight my motto to kill, that's how it is
  Fuck my family, fuck my friends, when my dope come in
  [Kurupt]
  You feel like fuck trust, a nigga lose his life
  tryin to trust on motherfuckers like us..
  Stackin, stolen stack stackin it ain't nuttin but murders
  kidnappings jackings and vault cracking
  crackin up in these parts, heat sparks up in these parts
  The dark parts of the motherfuckin park
  The tarantula's loose and I'm heated now
  with somethin in my right palm to keep y'all seated down
  Repeated, headhuntin, huntin for heads
  Shot in the chest neck arm and legs
  [Daz]
  Ain't no fakin we all out to get paid
  Wettin niggaz what we do nowadays (nigga)
  Around here, you can't trust nobody
  Anybody's somebody tryin to jack somebody (somebody)
  Whether it's weed or your life or narcotics
  Anyway you get, you can't trust nobody
  [Kurupt]
  We jack a nigga for a half a thang, we back up in this
  with a flock of these chickens, worth three and a half million
  Now we set, we relaxed chillin, livin the boss life
  Every day every night me and the Columbians take flight
  Eight hundred ki's to fly across seas
  When I flip it I make about twelve million G's
  I'm a two thousand Ricky Ross, transportin the sauce
  And it pay to be the boss cause when yo' ass get crossed
  every nigga on the street gets paid
  [Daz]
  A couple pieces spread, bear arms nigga, warfare nigga
  Shut down the alarms nigga
  Time to hit off, get off then break off
  If he don't kick in the bread then take off
  Columbian ties, Columbian mob members in Columbian neckties
  Columbians disfigured
  Daz MIDI machine Dillinger
  Two shotty Young Gotti, bout to put it on somebody
  [Kurupt]
  And my mindstate today is fuck everybody
  Around here, you can't trust nobody
  Anybody's somebody tryin to jack somebody (somebody)
  Whether it's weed or your life or narcotics
  Anyway you get, you can't trust nobody
  Around here, you can't trust nobody
  Anybody's somebody tryin to jack somebody (somebody)
  Whether it's weed or your life or narcotics
  Anyway you get, you can't trust nobody
  shit, who the fuck at the door?
  Aww man the police fool c'mon get out of here man c'mon!
  Flush the shit! Flush the coke!!!
  *toilet flushing sound*}