Kurupt

Kurupt - Represent Dat G.C. songtekst

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Oh y'all just wanna do with out the beat

Uh well fuck it we gon' do it like this

On radio station mother fucking 187.4 bitch

W ballz part two huh?

Peep game broadcasting

Provided by mother fucking emina huh?





Enema!!!





Emena... not enema... enema!

I'm saying it baby, i just said it low





In your ass





In your motherfucking asshole

Ok like this, we gon' clean it up like this, huh punk bitch





Man what a bitch, gangster shit

Paws scrap up the cement then bend

I never love me a ho

Just to remind y'all bitches in case you didn't know

I breaks fool all niggas, way cool all niggas

Fuck all y'all niggas, sawed off y'all niggas

And i'm quick to pull out

Gangster shit, tell a bitch to stick a dick in her mouth





As i skip to my loo c walking, g talking

I'm a gangster cold hearted, sick dumb and retarted

Came up this far without a bullet proof vest (yeah)

Ran with the best, sport khaki's again

Always stay fresh won't settle for less

Looped out, said now





Man these nigga on deck

Now it's the pimp of the crew, soopafly coming through

I got a dick and a couple balls just to name a few

The d p locced out, niggas get choked out

Smoked out niggas and i'll fuck you with no doubt





Gangster gangster tell me how you do it

It seems so simple like there was nothing to it

Ripping, sipping, dipping on the fluid

West coast nigga, yeah we be the truest







Represent that long beach, represent that l.b.c.

Represent that long beach, represent that s.t.c

Represent that long beach, represent that d.p.g.

Represent that long beach, represent that p.a.c.





I had so much beef i should've fucked in my colon

But i sent them off deprived, with both their fucking eyes swollen

Everything stolen, and it still risked rolling

Niggas can't see me cause i kill shit blowing

I let loose like ain't no tomorrow with bomb beats

A k 47 street

Quick to get ya, my lyrics like missiles to hit hitler

Mother fucker stay up out my kool-aid pitcher

You don't wanna see my style like click click pow

Make you bow to my wicked style, make you my child

The enemy wanna diss nigga but how could he?

With hookers and hoodies with a bag full of goodies (what what what what?)

What? now take that for what it's worth

I terrorize your territory and take over your turf

All these niggas is rob, but they was soft as a nerf

Nasty as after birth they say ooh after the verse





I'm commercial, universal with no rehearsal

And when i'm in the hood i'm just so controversial

Niggas know me homey, the o g

West coast don i smash on anyone

On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns

I move the dubs and let d move the 2 1's

Not to mention all my no limit niggas now

We do it g style like big c style







Represent that long beach, represent that l.b.c.

Represent that long beach, represent that s.t.c

Represent that l b, represent that d.p.g.

Represent that l b, represent that p.a.c.





What what?

My freestyle worth about a ticket now

So to kick a style you gotta kick me down

Every nigga from the pound getting paid now

Hey now, big bow wow honey child

I ran a hundred miles through about a hundred styles

And now through with it, with nothing else to do with it

Roll it, blaze it, pass it, now you hit it

We's a d p g committee







That trick that goofy ass bitch

Soopafly, super high ruff cap slip

Fucking gangster shit 20 insane sixty crip

19th street crip, where the gangsters hang

It's a gang thang we all gang bang





Hold up (wait a minute!!!)

All my niggas get (gangster with it!!!)

Tick tock (crip walk)

And prepare to get ill when the gangsters talk (hey hey)

Sagging and flagging with the 7 tray rag

Smoking like a dragon with the 4 - 4 cannon

Be the last man standing whipping niggas at random

Gray and blue bandanna's who riding is standard

So what y'all wanna say? (huh, huh?)

What y'all wanna do? (huh, what?)





You niggas tripping, while i'm steady dipping

Throw your clip in, since y'all all flipping

Rolling capers, while i'm getting papers

Tried to shake us, you know they caught the vapors

Everyone around is soon to see

Ain't nobody coming close to me

Keep hanging 'round and you'll believe







Represent that long beach, represent that l.b.c.

Represent that long beach, represent that s.t.c.

Represent that long beach, represent that d.p.g.

Represent that long beach, represent that p.a.c.

Represent that long beach, represent that s.t.g.

Represent that long beach, represent that d.p.g.

Represent that long beach, represent that p.a.c.

Represent that long beach, represent that long beach

Represent that...





Let's take it off like this bitch... bitch please...you ain't knowing

The broadcast is directed by motherfucking snoop doggy dogg and his big nuts

If your not knowing, ya know!

We gon' kick it in your colon hole like this though

187.4 in your asshole like this

If your not knowing now your blowing...

Shabadoo huh?

We gonna kick it like this to the eastside l.b.c.

Fuck i heard it was uh... d.p.g.
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