Kurupt
Kurupt - C Walk (feat. Big Tray Deee, Slip Capone) songtekst
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[Kurupt] 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 West Coast side (Young Gotti) (Don't forget about Tray Deee and Slip Capone) This for the West Coast one, ha, ha [Kurupt] Saggin', nigga G'd up, sippin' Sip nigga, dip nigga, set trip nigga Got a grip, nigga? Get a grip, nigga, with Tha Gang and Rollin' with the alpine bangin' Homie, what you got? A couple sacks to sell Went from weed to dope to max the sale Hit the switch, nigga Don't fuck around with bitch niggas I'm a money cash nigga, cash gettin', hash hittin' Gangbang affiliate, hit a stick real quick And in a minute start killin' shit real quick I'm a million dollar motherfuckin' nigga I thought you knew 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, do you got it? Now the homies 'bout it, I'm about to do this Hit a lick, then hit back with some new shit Then have a gangsta reunion, the homie told me Get'cha boogie on youngsta; C-Walk, homie [Hook: Kurupt] (Get'cha walk on) C-Walk, homie C-Walk, homie (Get'cha walk on) C-Walk, homie Yeah, I'ma tell you like this Kurupt, you know how it was for me [Tray Deee] Been regarded as the hardest since I hit the set Young nigga with a rep, kept that gangsta step Blue Crocka sacs or blue Corduroy house shoes on Flossin' for the hoodrats, gettin' my groove on Hangin' in the park 'til all hours of dark Tryin' to catch a mark slippin' with this thing that bark Cry Baby on the swamp got the exit locked And ain't no doubt comin' out he gon' wreck you not Pass me the satin loc so I can wet my throat While I sag the blue khakis with the Raider coat All the hoes really want is gangstas just like us Rough and don't give a fuck—ain't that right, Kurupt? I stay bangin' on these niggas on a regular basis Big paper chases, facin' felony cases Made it to be famous, livin' hard and dangerous Steppin' on these bustas in my blue Chuck Taylor's Kurupt + (Slip Capone)] C-Walk, homie C-Walk, homie C-Walk, homie (Hah, Hawthorne is in the house) C-Walk, homie (And we C-Walkin', ya dig it?) C-Walk, homie [Slip Capone] You know that gangstas rock, gangstas roll Here's the gangsta shit, we on a gangsta stroll 'Cause gangstas ride, gangstas slide In the gangsta ride with the gangsta glide 'Cause gangstas move and gangstas groove Most gangstas got nothin' to lose Gangstas live, and gangstas die Gangstas form a gang and the gang multiply Gangstas give a fuck, a G don't ask why Gangstas don't snitch, and gangstas don't cry Gangstas boogie, gangstas don't dance Gangsta pull the strap out yo' pants and blast Gangstas don't run and gangstas don't hide I'm a gangsta-ass nigga from the sick Southside That's how I know exactly what a gangsta do You love the gangsta shit, ain't you a gangsta too? Then C-Walk, homie! [Kurupt] C-Walk, homie Slip Capone—C-Walk, homie! O.G. Tray Deee—C-Walk, homie! Kurupt, Dat Nigga Daz, Soopafly Now walk on 'em! C-Walk, homie C-Walk, homie Now walk on 'em!](1135339)