blaqkout

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yeah

this is one of those when you put it together

you make gumbo you dig?

i mean how can you go wrong?

dj quik on the beat

kurupt young gotti on the mic

dj quik on the mic

i mean

how can you go wrong? yes

i'ma hit you right off of the intro

i don't need rap

i'm a pimp

so i'm conflicted

cause i can't put hoes on the track

that's contradictin

and even though i don't win no grammys

i still get love in the streets

from the pappys and mammys

i'll be damned they ain't family

they treat me like i flunked out of grambling

but they happy that i went on a scholarship

god damn me

i know you love me if you feel this

i'm not a rapper

i'm a realist

and i came back just to get you on track like metro

set the stage on fire

gallon of petrol - get it all!

patron shots got me gettin drunk

want to hit it all

rap music filled with shock and awe

i know you love quik cause i'm rockin y'all

kurupt'll be here in 8 bars to spit at y'all

yeah

this feel so crenshaw right now

this feelin right here is kinda takin me back to 1995

such a familiar feeling

glad to be here!

ay i'm wit'chu big homey!

me? i was born to be a g

different situations bring out a different me

soliloquies of get shit spit spastically

i put that on my life

my wife

my kids and the streets

i'ma rise; this shouldn't come as a surprise

open up your mind body soul and your eyes

i improve

intertwine

improvise

impatient at some times when i grind

when i

my thoughts is my eyes

but i can see e'rything in sight like they lied

you might not like this

you might not care

i might tell you somethin you don't really wanna hear

i plan to take a couple of you niggaz on a journey

you can come with me willingly or leave on a gurney

gargantuan

cannon cocker blaka blaka blaka

motherfucker kurupt a couple percussions

passed around like 8ball" when eric was alive