(feat. Kurupt)



[Intro]

Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk



[Choclair]

Floatin like.. a mile high

Yeah, smoking trees



Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk



[Choclair]

See, while you niggas flop ya gums

I hop on the the Doogotty, pull back on the throttle catwalk down Younge

Think I, crash and burn?

Looked on the ground, skid marks way out in a juked up swerve

It's rock, 360 wheel back, 180 lift dust that I dever reach you can't get

Tell you worldwide, it's T dot city

Don't bling like he but the thick hang heavy

Lambed out in the all black Chevy

Sleek and stack - you can't see that

Phantom menace, a feather in your presence

And deprive your high rise, baby girl, and ya get it



[Kurupt]

Niggas try to bomb our Trade Center

You motherfucking bitch-ass niggas

Calculate, calculative, intervention

With a pistol in position to start thumping all

All the homies on the streets start pumping all

Fill up the streets with sherm and heat

Make 'em wiggle like worms, lift niggas out of they seat

Shift 'em chest to feet, Canada, West to East

Calicos might spread lead start ricocheting head to head

I'm Kurupt Young Gotti bitch, heard what I said?

Yeah bitch, eat a dick instead



[Chorus]

Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)

That's right

Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)

That's right

Elevate yo, peeps to know with this chi' 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)

That's right



[Kurupt]

Bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin (That's right)



[Choclair]

It's just 'Nock, and K-U-R-U-P-T and...

On this lyrical high, and moving to the music

(When you be under the skunk)

Choclair got ya high, and Young Gotti, and...

Don't bounce unless you can put it together

(And moving to the music, under the skunk)



[Choclair]

See, redline and clutch push to the floor

Pistons doin like they grill you no more

Ladies on the back of the floor

Thinkin I'm gon kick it to 6, switch lanes drop it down into 4

Meaning, all y'all comin of the balls

T dot comin suave for y'all

Kurupt spark the blunt for y'all

While all y'all balls be sleepin when the radio be playing your song

See, can't help with that Suave Dawg

I, I be when they wanna follow this stally

I switched they whole game so the whole time they be following the same damn tree

Confused?  People tried to flop on me

Thirty days Gold, "Ice Cold" (What?)

Yo, y'all know who's, reppin T dot

When you see Choclair say "What up, Chizznock?"



[Interlude: Kurupt]

Get up fast, touch your ass

To hit some ass, so quick and so fast

Ridin slow, rock and move

Two shot's of Hennesey, that's the remedy

Movin, smashin, smashin streets, streets

Nigga bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin



[Kurupt]

Hun, niggas tried to rob my nigga

Two semi's change is mine, my nigga

Concentrate, 38 intervision

With pistols in position take flight like fishing

Murder red ripples, then all cripple

Fuck around and leave niggas cripple

Chip a nigga motherfucking shoe with the full wind nickel

Chrome nickel soar, like mockingbirds

Mocking my words, might chip niggas like Titanic chip Icebergs

Coming through on perv, dip, swerve

Niggas got the nerve, niggas try and serve

Swing like pendulums, perfect aim

Separate, poetical purple rain

Detonate, you niggas little as Eddie Kain

Nigga, I me on Paul be on Hussein, motherfucker



[Chorus]