Kurupt Space Boogie Lyrics

Yeah n____... Westcoast
Westcoastin', floatin', oh so floatin'
n____!... G'z... Young Gotti

I'm like... f___ a b____ and f___ you too
It's so many different things that i'm gon' do
Switches all f___ed up
Livin' in the '80's jackin' n____s for Nissan trucks
A quarter piece to flip
It's me and Daz and two b____es
I never gave a f___, n____ Daz and Kurupt
They say this ain't the way to get rich!
I might as well get me a b____!
I don't get it, I take it
Put a glitch in the Matrix
Flip some bricks to strip ya b____ naked
'Cause I just don't care, live from "G" square
Wit a vest and a cup to put in the air
n____... f___ a b____ and f___ you too
What a punk m________a like you gon' do?
... I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop
Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fued
It's on one, nah he said it's on two
On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed
All you to want do
Do what the f___ you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors
c___ like the c___ table, Canaan Abel
I'm signed-out Sinatra, galactic Gallagher
Metaphysical, sixteen Calibur metallica
'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker
Punk m________a, m________, m________a, yeah n____
We can go heads n____
You b____es be hatin' n____, heard what I said n____
Lend me some bread n____, keep ya chest bust like lead n____s
The fed n____, Daz and Fred n____
Kurupt Young Gotti, baby face Capone
We on Niastra, n____ on the microphone
Never never have I ever gave a f___
Dat n____ Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt
And we do what the f___ we want to do too
Get what we got to get to get through
And we blast what we got blast to get ours
Life of a gangsta in a world of stars
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Do what the f___ you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through, through, through
Just do it... don't stop

[Nate Dogg]
All my n____s on the Northside, getcha money right away
All my n____s on the Southside, let 'em know that you don't play
And say them n____s on the Eastside, ain't some n____s you contest
Unless you stuck up in a time-warp, you all ready know about the West
They say them n____s on the Northside, keep tabs on they skrill
All my n____s on the Southside, try to make anotha meal
All my n____s on the Eastside, make million dollar bills
All my n____s on the Westside, been doin' this fo' years
Throw ya m________in' hands up somebody
Throw ya m________in' hood up somebody
What dem n____s do, they ride
What dem n____s do, they ride, ride
Throw ya m________in' hands up somebody
Throw ya m________in' hood up somebody
What dem n____s do, they ride
What dem n____s do, they ride, ride

[Kurupt]
Mac, Young Gotti, f___ the world n____
Daz Dillinger, Fredwreck, Dogg Pound, L.A. life
f___a on Beach world, 30 enemies cuz!
They tryna murder you, you know who I'm talkin' to n____!
2000, screech it on 'em, riders, the real riders
Dogg Pound Gangsta riders, hoodsies