intro:
yeah, this for the west coast cd
let me clear my throat
check it out, check it out, check it out
we gonna drop it like this
this album is the best of both worlds
Kurupt, Daz Dilly, this for the westcoast side, Young Gotti
Dont forget about Tray Deee, and Snoop, this for the westcoast one
verse 1: Kurupt
saggin, nigga g'd up, sippin
sip nigga, dip nigga, set trip nigga
gotta grip nigga, getta grip nigga with tha gang
and rollin with tha alpine bangin
homie whatcha got? a couple sacs to sell
went from weed and dope to mics ta sell
hit a switch nigga
dont fuck around wit bitch niggaz
im a money cash nigga
cash gettin, hash hitten
gang bang afiliate
hit a stick real quick
and in a minute start killin shit real quick
ima million dollar motherfuckin nigga (million dollar motherfuckin nigga)
i thought you knew about it
bout it bout it do ya got it
now tha homies bout it, ima bout ta do this
hit a lick they hit back wit some new shit
then have a gangster reunion, the homie told me (wut he say?)
get cha' boogie on youngsta, c-walk homie
chorus:
get cha' walk on, c-walk homie, c-walk homie
get cha' walk on, c-walk homie
Verse 2: Tray Deee
yeah ima tell you like this Kurupt, you know how it was for me
been regarded as the hardest since i hit the set
young nigga with a rep, kept that gangsta step
crocka sacs of blue cordiroy with house shoes on
flawssin for the hoodrats gettin my groove on
hangin in the park till all hours of dark
tryna catch a mark slippin wit this thang that bark
cry baby on the swamp got the exit locked
and aint no doubt comin out he gone wreck ya not
pass me the satin locs so i can wet my throat
while i sag the blue khakiswit tha raoder coat
all the hoes really want is gangstaz just like us
ruff and dont give a fuck aint that right Kurupt (thas right)
stay bangin on these niggaz on a regular basis
big paper chasin, facin felony cases
made it to be famous,
