Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha Lyrics - Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha - Kurupt

[kurupt] 

Daz and kurupt, kurupt and daz 

Nickels and pennies, and pounds of hash 

Double up the dough, double my money 

They can boil and bubble, get a grip ain't nothin funny 

You can't survive, off no conversation wit words 

Betta get up off yo ass nigga, go flip some birds 

Hand me my cash, nobody moves and nobody get blast 

My first words are my last 

I got a platoon, mask, and armor suits 

First enfulltry of riders on a global pursuit 

Parachute and jump, held high on a stump 

Wit a pump, bout to dump, put a end to the hunt 

[chorus] 

The streets is a muthafucka 

Dope game, rock game, cocaine, packages sold, pick a row 

Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go 

Gotta let um know the game, muthafucka fo' sho 

In and out do's, chrome, rollin in sixty-fo's 

I ain't got time fo none of you bitches, so fuck off hoe 

Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us 

Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers 

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[daz] 

Automatics rang out, you left dead nigga wit yo brains out 

Walk back to the porch, wit some salt to wash the stains out 

Murders my hobby, kidnapping, jacking, and robbery 

Wow daz a safari, in a p? 

Pay the cops off as I peel out and jet 

It ain't no thing when we connect, we posted up with tecks 

Nigga we bury you alive in cement, that's what we meant 

Now when the nine goes click, yo ass wasn't shit 

Get out your war tactics, get at you get the job done 

One gun you hung, seven bullets in your lungs 

Struggle with heron and I'll tell you apart 

Through my veins and through my heart 

That's when the drama will start 

Nigga gimme what you got, let off some more shots 

Run through what you got, destroy yo block 

Got a dealings ever ever was your spot 

When the nine goes pop, that's when yo homeboys drop 

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[chorus] 

[kurupt] 

I seen it befo' 44's explode 

Nigga's fall on the flo', the hardest nigga on the flo' 

The hoes like, do what the fuck ever a nigga say 

It's like this everyday on the streets of l.a 

Gotta a lumberjack the size of a tank 

I'm a hammerhead with a hammer the size of a tank 

Every heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us 

The gangsta gang muthafucka, it's on dawn to dust 

Well nigga wonder what we doing, it ain't really nothing to us 

Plus you ain't nothin' to us, you can't do nothing to us (noooo) 

[daz] 

I represented and presented the bloodbath 

Feel the wrath, we get what you had you get stabbed 

We grab for the oppurtunities that'll soon to be a chance 

At the eulogy, I knew you be dead, while in prison 

Making critical decisions, to the brain to his neck 

Goes 27 inches for tellin' the snitches 

[chorus] 

[childs voice] 

Shut the fuck up, nigga (nigga)