(feat. Buckshot)
[Kurupt (Buckshot)]


Yeah, true story know what I'm sayin'
We got the Duck Down family keepin' it mother$#&@in' real
(Wha, what, what)

(This is what you get when you get this %#@!)
(This is what you get when you, smo-kin' it)
(This is what you get when you, to-kin' it)

(Wha, what, Buckshot that ^!$$% Kurupt)
(Deuce is wild mother$#&@a)


[some mixed up talking]

[Verse 1: Buckshot & Kurupt]


Raise the roof up,
You hear the truth from Buck

$#&@ chuck, my ^!$$% to the end is Kurupt
Bee bee eyed Buck does it all,
I make your gun jam

Wid shells from my gun,
Feels like a body slam
God damn, elemental styles get exposed

Flows from blow slow ya roll,
Sit back and crash the Mo'
And If I gotta bash the hoe

I'ma back slap her throat

[Kurupt]


What, raise the roof up,
$#&@ chuck, Kurupt and Buck

Wid Gail luck lightin' %#@! up,
Nort and Roscoe, K.G., the solo
Incognito, spittin' like mother$#&@in' torpedos

Tornados, compose, compositions equivalent to collisons,
Or contusions, incisions, illusions, glocks
The bomb pop bomb rocks serve all blocks

Or you get all bombed drop
Where ya pistol punk?,
Dump, get slumped, slapped and wrapped pack ramsacked

Shot blazed burned scorched to a crisp,
Then stripped ah all ya %#@!
Bust it's penetrated

Detonated and invaded then I'm out punk
No doubt ^!$$%,
I'm $#&@in' out ^!$$%

Survivin' a drought ^!$$%
It's like that Buck and Kurupt


[Hook: Buckshot]

$#&@in' wid the Buck and Kurupt

Ya might get kurupted then get bucked
That's whats up, ^!$$% what
We about to tear %#@! up

^!$$% what, we about to light %#@! up

[Verse 2: Kurupt & Buckshot]


You (*##$ you mother$#&@in' hoe $$# ^!$$%
You nuthin' $$# wanna be somethin' $$# busta $$#

Quick as I can get my hands on my Mausberg
Sure, rollin' wid a half ah bird
G'd up, D-P-G-C'd up, O-G-C'd up original gun clappin'

No captains, no officials,
Nuthin' but ^!$$%s and pistols
Don't @@#! just pop, let it go ^!$$%

Pop the pistol,
Launch the missile
Let is whistle

Let it blow ^!$$%
Let these ^!$$%s know ^!$$%


[Buckshot talking]

Tear 'em up, gotta let 'em know
We about to tear %#@! up
It's two shots the deuce is wild


[Buckshot]

As the clouded smoke, fill up the air
Buck wid the red eye stare,

Should I stare,
Hell mother$#&@in' yeah
Almost got blinded by a glare
Hollow tips made the metal flare
You better beware, or get,

Hit in ya waist for, wastin' time
Aggravate ya body when it twist and grind
Metal to the bone, crack ya bone
Travel up ya spine up to ya dome
Follow me home,

On a mission where we bone,
Sick ^!$$%s wear ski masks
Duck when we blast
Old school %#@! smoke grass,
Fill up the glass and the %#@! splash,
On my hand then I flcik the ash, on the concrete,

Take it to the swap meet, @@#! heat,
Drop top two seat
You can keep the jeep while I creep
Kurupt the King pinned you on the floor
One two three ^!$$%

[Kurupt]


I'm gettin' dusted,
In the back of a six hundred
Like, $#&@ it, life's a (*##$ and I love it
All I want's my cash, and my bundles
Rock me a show in New York at the tunnel
In Philly respect, Gotham mother$#&@a

You talkin' bout money, do you got some mother$#&@a?
Hit the form then rock,
(*##$es in flocks
Watch in the cut
Buckshot and Kurupt

[Hook: Buckshot]


$#&@in' wid the Buck and Kurupt,
Ya might get kurupted then get bucked
That's whats up, ^!$$% what
We about to tear %#@! up
^!$$% what, we about to light %#@! up


Walk the wrong side of the block
Face the right side of the glock
^!$$% %#@! don't stop
^!$$% what, we about to light %#@! up
^!$$% what, we about to tear %#@! up

[Outro: Buckshot (Kurupt)]


Tear %#@! up ^!$$% what
We about to light %#@!
^!$$% what (Buckshot)
Tear %#@! up (Shoot 'em down)
We about to light %#@! up
(Valentino)
Young Gotti (Kurupt)
(Buckshot), the bee bee eyed
^!$$% what you got?
You fake $$# mother$#&@as
Nah what I'm sayin'
Broke ^!$$%s,
Buckshot the bee bee eyed and Kurupt
One thing about us and you know what we got in common is umm,
We two CEOs wid mother$#&@in' leaky flows
Makin' plenty dough, slow ya mother$#&@in' roll