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[Kurupt]The reason that I'm here, I'ma drop 'til it's clearLet all... G'z to front, middle and rearSwitches couldn't swithLike these switches a dayJust to sit and sippin' and dippin' all over the waysThat they ears and chairs, dis on this yearsCokes drippin' off juice and ginsAs a matter of fact, takes math-ical factAnd you can't de-grate, y'all get played like a saxTrumpet to trombone... Too shotty Young Gotti, millennium boneIf she raggedly, I'm sendin' 'em homePuttin' 10 in the chrome, lettin' all killin' it's onIt don't quit, it don't stop, let the beat knockPull up at the spot, in a drop topGettin' what I got, I just[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs...Don't give a damn on the real, I say just what I feel...No matter whatchu say, I'll never stop my bust style way...No time fo' da game, I do it my way[DJ Quik]Kurupt, what up[Kurupt]I'ma drop 'til it's clearAnd these re-beams and pumps is Vietnam timeTossin' c-notes, the "Magnificent Magneto"Dippin' through, comin' like ay!Don't expect nothin' less, these gleam on the trayAll night and all day, it's the best in a 2001 S-SIt's the prince of the WestI ain't tryna do much, tryna do too muchI ain't even really trippin'It's just me, Snoopy and Quik andSomeone like you wit the biggest mouth to put a dick inMost of y'all malfunction like faulty equipmentShifted, drifted, different, up liftedKurupt Young Gotti, just call me fall beatyWith the skirts from TahitiWorkin' at the mall, with young RoscoeYou fool in high school, I just tuck my roscoeDump fossils, colossal, I[Chorus: Butch Cassidy (Kurupt)]Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs... (Just don't stop)Don't give a damn on the real, I say just what I feel... (Bounce them switches)Don't matter whatchu say, I'll never stop my bust style way... ('Cause I'ma bust all day)No time fo' da game, I do it my way... (Yeah)[DJ Quik]Yes1, 2, fuck wit my crewAnd we won't stop poppin' 'til ya body turn blue3, 4, look at that whore with the fat ass, but without the cash, hit the doorThe reason that I'm here... Kurupt done bought the beerI'ma lush, lookin' fo' the cush, lookin' fo' the bush to push and mushBack, I'll hump the ho if she ain't been needin' a Dusch bagNo, must've been the Gucci, wit hair that's pushed backIn a bun lookin' funGettin' silly, wit my celly from Billy Brought to you by way or two bunsWe smugglin' in and out of the place, our two gunsNotice, see the Q-U-I, Dogg Pound collabo', yupWe stab hoes in the bladder actin' bad wit the mad hoesGet out! yeah! look here!We started this pussy shit, no shitAnd these the mothafuckin' hoes we get, c'mon[Chorus - 2x: Butch Cassidy]Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs...Don't give a damn on the real, I say just what I feel...Don't matter whatchu say, I'll never stop my bust style way...No time fo' da game, I do it my way[Intro to On, Onsite: Xzibit]Aight y'all this a mothafuckin' public service announcementFrom Mr. X to tha mothafuckin' Z XzibitMy homeboy Kurupt, to all you half ass mothafuckas comin' aroundPussy ass niggas! tryin' to see what's up wit my homboyAnd see what's up wit me, nigga is he this, is he thatNigga I'm a mothafuckin' killa and it's like this niggaIf I had a doller fo' every time you bitch ass niggasCame around and didn't do shit, I'll be a billionaire right nowPut up or shut up mothafuckas, it's like this, it's on, onsite[Xzibit scrieking]more free lyrics