(feat. King T, Kurupt)



[Kid Frost]

We toss the heinas in the back, through the sun rooftop

Blowin big out green, check out my gangsta tint

Me and King T, with a fifth of Hennessey

And the homey Kurupt about to blow shit up

So roll shit up, if you got a sack of that good

Have you trippin like some sherm when we bounce through yo' hood

We make it happen, from the nickel plate to the platinum

It's real shit, think of it, just musical rappin



[Kurupt]

Check it out

I'ma tell you what it is when you're fuckin with a gangsta like me

Throw some gold feet on the MC

Bounce up and down the street with a trunk full of beats

Swervin up a one-way, dippin on a Sunday

Not givin a fuck nigga Frost and Kurupt

Nigga motherfuck a bitch nigga, dip and hit a switch nigga

Whatchu wann' do, blaze a ounce with a nigga

Blaze up a stick and bounce with a nigga



You fuckin with some outlaws

(gangstas/what) packin on pistolas

Eses load up, with them East side soldiers

Roll up a fat one and pass it around

Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town

[x2]



[King T]

Man let the summer begin

The heat excites the east siders

Ain't nothin but G's and lowriders

Dippin in the tightest, indoed out, benzoed out

Fool we got the Henn no doubt

My friends show out, we stack up ends and roll out

Make sure the chronic smoke blows out

Them tricks got no clout, cause they hatin how we serve it

Don't test T-Loc it ain't worth it, I serve it



[Kurupt]

I'm tired of these bitch made niggaz

Actin like they comin through with hammers and triggers

I'll pull your whole card, nigga you ain't hard

Your homey's a bitch on the left with dick on his breath

I make fo's hop, what the fuck do you do

I done smacked around bitch niggaz just like you

A gangsta's a gangsta and that's all I'll be

What you wanna do homey, chest blew through homey



You fuckin with some outlaws

(gangstas/bitch) packin on pistolas

Eses load up, with them East side soldiers

Roll up a fat one and pass it around

Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town

[x2]



[Kurupt]

Get high, fuck erything I'm blastin on site

Throwin up the hood for life

Movin in loco-motion, heated cause it's on

These niggaz done came through and invaded the zone



[Kid Frost]

Now ain't no mercy when we dealin with these putos

Ask the homey Kurupt, he said the feelin is mutual

We lay em down on site, on GP

Hit em up for la raza and for DPG



[Kurupt]

I got a cannon for the bustaz, fuck the world

Gangstas and cascades, perms and curls

The M-16's bitches, 16 switches

Impalas, drops and pop collars



[King T]

And ain't nuttin changed, still standin by the bar

Drunk as a motherfucker, shinin like a star

And if you took a glance let me tell you what you saw

A god damn fool, yes yes y'all



You fuckin with some outlaws

(gangstas/..) packin on pistolas

Eses load up, with them East side soldiers

Roll up a fat one and pass it around

Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town

[x2]