Kurupt - Gimmewhutchagot Lyrics
Kurupt:Yo barshawnGimmewhutchagot niggaCome and drip into the realm of the x-filesGimmewhutchagot niggaGimmewhutchagot niggaGimmewhutchagot niggaGimmewhutchagot niggaGet your position correctGet your ammunition correctThe tactful tech technician effect(*****!)I got a quarter-keyYou wanna to try to stick me for it?Put the loot up, the shoot up, and hit me for it?Niggaz hang for, do the same thang for itPenetrate like, uh, poor the gas, blast and then bang for itYall supposed to be some type of raw doggs, nigga***** around and get your shit spit like laws, niggaFantasies never formulateSo when you get the formula to formatRestructure and reshapeRelax or we take allWe make sure we shake allWe shake tame or aim or flame allA ***** tried to play me like nothings really realLike I aint really real and I aint really got skills(*****!)I make you hot like ten tons of lava rocksThe juggernaut crackin niggas like cinder blocks, niggaChorus:Gimmewhuthcagot niggaGet blazed, get shot niggaWe make it hot nigga rawMy nigga barshawnKurupt with the auto-metal ***** and drawI aint got time to see what you sawBeat back motha*****a before I crack your jawThis aint about nothin but life and lawNiggas killin meWhat you ice-grillin me for?Barshawn:Now how you gonna let my looks deceive you?My raps is lethalI kicks shit that would amaze you, they daze youYall think my rhymes is voodooFor the first time comin throughAint been a minute yetAlready, cats wanna eye-screwPlottin to pop youYou dont know me dukeThe one that shootYou all mad cuz Im spendin lootThat you all broke ass niggas been tryin to scoopSee I done paid my duesDont be fooled by the pretty boy imageCuz youll get blasted up in less than a minuteIts barshawn and kurupt, yall gonna feel itCuz when I bless a track, I spit venom in itSo how you wanna do it, rappin or gun-clappinEither or, it could happenKurupt, move the glock to his mouth for they gappinI bet next time you stay in a childs placeThis is rome folks talkin, you dont relateIf you cant hold the weight, then dont debateKurupt: pushin crates, headed upstate with chrome plates (check it out)Chorus:Gimmewhuthcagot niggaGet blazed, get shot niggaWe make it hot nigga rawMy nigga barshawnKurupt with the auto-metal ***** and drawI aint got time to see what you sawBeat back motha*****a before I crack your jawThis aint about nothin but life and lawNiggas killin meWhat you ice-grillin me for?Barshawn:You all fiend, daydream for cream Ive seenEyes gleam for the drop-top I be inYou wanna end my life, my niggaz aint seeinIf so happen you did thatWhere the ***** you expect the rest at?We got that too comin through a quarter to twoBlazin they duct-tapin you and your booAll at the revenue stand, we was once a crewMad tight, but thats lifeI learned the gameSame cats that you roll with will split your gameSee Im in it for the cheese nigga***** the fame (nigga, ***** the fame, motha***** the fame)Kurupt:I play the nickel-plated position get penetratedPopes just pause, I rise with my doggsAnd collar clothes impact and enthroneGone, zone the dome and then blownI heard raw before I saw raw beforeMack millis, mack 11s and four-foursMe and my nigga shawnWhat you got weight on your shouldersThe freons gettin colderMe and my nigga deions hittin cornersI got a beam on you chest-high***** around and get your *****in chest rightI spreads like bad news*****es get played like the bluesBlowin dicks like whistlesLaunch like misslesPop like pistolsAnd confuse, misuse, enthuse, abuse, buy the twosCuz I refuse to chill like epI prefer to get high live with the dpYou aint raw nigga you more like subtle***** you and your rebuttal you laid in a puddleIts a storm, form reform your label formKeep calm or keep drippin in the twist of the swarm(chorus)Kurupt, young gottiWest coast, east coast niggaRaw doggs(chorus)Gimmewhutchagot niggaGimmewhutchagot nigga
