Kurupt - Who Ride Wit Us lyrics

Aww Yeah! Do You Wanna Ride wit Us (Who Ride Wit Us)

(Daz)

When the six-tray bounce, the street scrapin the bumper

wit the sound for the summer that be thumpin and hummin

Hoppin Up the 'Shaw on a Sunday, What a Fun Day

Dip skip trippin and whippin down the one-way

Diggy Daz a busta ain't had enough against

Rough and Tough but its never to much

Daz Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz on that ass

We clash blast suckers just like a head on crash

This ain't back in the day, you get taught and sprayed

AK front to the back cause we hard to fade

We enormous, we attackin it plus we swarmmin

to Rumble in the Jungle like Ali and Foreman

We rippin it up, we be givin it up

On the daily homeboy we be givin it up

Homeboy Diggy Daz (Now With Kurupt)

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(Kurupt)

Livin it Up--shakin, makin the hood turn

Boil and burn, two buckets of yearn

Flippin Stickin fool for chicken, scrapin the curbs

Scrappin for the domes straight to the head Thunderbird

I'm On it Homey, me and my homegirl Diamond

Down With the nigga damn near before a nigga was rhymin

Daz, my closest homeboy

California lickin switches a couple toys

I'm tired retirin a couple jerseys

Went From the sunny state to Jersey, puffin Hershey

Let off, get off, or get spin off

spit offm set offm spun of te chest

off the roof--a hundred and seventy eight prof of boost

Ganster Daz and Kurupt let loose

This is it, short change dip wit us

Sip wit it us, cock your head or spit wit us

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(Kurupt)

Im tired of this (this) I'm tired of that (that)

I'm bout to bust fool where's the strap

G fo' flow for sho', bounce galo'

Up and down stairs beats everywhere I go

Calico excursions, different diversions

Homicidal resurgance, swerve and see my homey

on the corner chippin the curb and any busta

get close enough we servin

(Daz)

Homey Dont get nervous

Beware, thats Kurupt, fool beware

Rippin it up so you better beware

of my crew, dre'd and blued up, get chewed up

You and all Your crap crew get bruised up

I'm the one you love to hate so give me mine

and pay dues and now I'm livin the life of crime

Switched Up, hit em up, blast or get em up

Forty-Five, Tec nines blast to hit em up

Aww Yeah

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