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Bring Back That G Shit Lyrics - Smoke Boogie: Space Oddessey - Kurupt

Ride, ride 

Rough, ride on, ride on 

Roll on, roll on 

What!, what!, what! 

Ride on, ride on, roll on 

Nigga what!, w-w-what!, what!, w-w-what! 

Ride on 

 

This is the game you wanna spit to a nigga 

Let a nigga know it's all right, cascades 

And G'z stompin' on niggas like parades 

Escapades and charades played 

When the stampede stopped 

And it continuously Young Gotti 

Seen so many bodies 

Drop fours hop classics and drastic measures 

Principle's a pleasure and penal endeavours 

Whatever the case, whatever case, it's caught on a chase 

When a chase, it began in the facial of race 

Me and Fred, he make beats, I make rhymes 

And Snoop, he controls and calculates 

In pervious moves, the Pound Pentagon 

Wit a pistols, I holla where the gangstas' at 

Daz poppin' his coller, nigga sweet and sour 

Pop Chucks and collers, rolllin' through the streets in my '84 Impala 

 

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Holla, holla, if you wanna 

We gon' run it from the co'na, it's the killa Califo'nia 

Ya see, I do it to ya 

'Cause I know it screw ya, ya try up do us 

But you can't 'cause you lovin' this beat 

Uh, uh... we dump, dump to make you pump, pump 

We comin' wit the heat to make ya trunk bump 

Freddy said he had a whole a gritty down to go steady 

And stick up Eddie for his fedy and bring it all back to daddy 

I want bread, cheese now put it on the patty 

Knick Knack style, kick back and flip files 

In the verge, on now listen now honey child 

Bow Wow, do ya now, how ya like it doggystyle? 

Smile and grinnin', sippin' on some gin'n 

Roll wit a cap and ya all strapped in 

Once ya back in, it's straight mackin' 

I keep it crackin' 

 

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This is how we all get down 

Bring back that "G" shit fo' me! 

 

I know I slept you, kept ya, fin'na fetch ya 

Snatch ya back too, slapped you and rapped too 

The vacuum sat 'chu and rat packed you, act two 

Now what must i do, to get you back 

To the way is used to see, D-P-G-C'ology 

I'm not talkin' 'bout chemistry or biology 

This "G"'ology, you feelin' me 

Niggas be killin' me and willin' me 

Silly he, thinkin' y'all gon' smash on me 

Blast on me, the audacity 

I'll take ya back to the ol' skool and let ya cut class wit me 

Get some ass wit me 

Then get us somethin' to drink and let you sip out the same glass as me 

And now you a killa 

And it was all over weed and a tall can of milla, illa 

Kill a nigga like a flea 

Bigg Snoopy D-O double gizzle 

Way off tha hizzle my nizzle 

 

I hit niggas and bitches if you fuck wit my mental 

'Cause I'm a killa and stick release ya pop like a pimple 

If you don't got my money I suggest you run 

'Cause the Gold Loc, he do you like a 20 or done 

Ain't no fun the way I play, nigga I plays fo' keeps 

No details you've just been sweeped to sweep 

Locations, directions, not even a trace 

Bitch I doubt it, if ya body get found like waste 

In the alley, killa Cali, this Eastsidaz Crips 

Never slip, set trip, and smoke chronic dip 

Cuz! 

 

Snoop Doggy Dogg has to give it to ya 

Fredwreck got the reefers bumpin' through ya 

Goldie Loc can put the G and the C 

Wit Kurupt Young Gotti from the D-P-G 

 

Bitch 

 

Hey! 

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