Kurupt Can't Go Wrong Lyrics

[Kurupt]
The reason that I'm here, I'ma drop 'til it's clear
Let all... G'z to front, middle and rear
Switches couldn't swith
Like these switches a day
Just to sit and sippin' and dippin' all over the ways
That they ears and chairs, dis on this years
c__es drippin' off juice and gins
As a matter of fact, takes math-ical fact
And you can't de-grate, y'all get played like a sax
Trumpet to trombone...
Too shotty Young Gotti, millennium bone
If she raggedly, I'm sendin' 'em home
Puttin' 10 in the chrome, lettin' all killin' it's on
It don't quit, it don't stop, let the beat knock
Pull up at the spot, in a drop top
Gettin' what I got, I just

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]
Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs...
Don't give a d___ 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 clear
And these re-beams and pumps is Vietnam time
Tossin' c-notes, the "Magnificent Magneto"
Dippin' through, comin' like ay!
Don't expect nothin' less, these gleam on the tray
All night and all day, it's the best in a 2001 S-S
It's the prince of the West
I ain't tryna do much, tryna do too much
I ain't even really trippin'
It's just me, Snoopy and Quik and
Someone like you wit the biggest mouth to put a d___ in
Most of y'all malfunction like faulty equipment
Shifted, drifted, different, up lifted
Kurupt Young Gotti, just call me fall beaty
With the skirts from Tahiti
Workin' at the mall, with young Roscoe
You fool in high school, I just tuck my roscoe
Dump 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 d___ 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]
Yes
1, 2, f___ wit my crew
And we won't stop poppin' 'til ya body turn blue
3, 4, look at that w____ with the fat a__, but without the cash, hit the door
The reason that I'm here... Kurupt done bought the beer
I'ma lush, lookin' fo' the cush, lookin' fo' the bush to push and mush
Back, I'll hump the ho if she ain't been needin' a Dusch bag
No, must've been the Gucci, wit hair that's pushed back
In a bun lookin' fun
Gettin' silly, wit my celly from Billy
Brought to you by way or two buns
We smugglin' in and out of the place, our two guns
Notice, see the Q-U-I, Dogg Pound collabo', yup
We stab hoes in the bladder actin' bad wit the mad hoes
Get out! yeah! look here!
We started this p____ s___, no s___
And these the m________in' hoes we get, c'mon

[Chorus - 2x: Butch Cassidy]
Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs...
Don't give a d___ 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 m________in' public service announcement
From Mr. X to tha m________in' Z Xzibit
My homeboy Kurupt, to all you half a__ m________as comin' around
p____ a__ n____s! tryin' to see what's up wit my homboy
And see what's up wit me, n____ is he this, is he that
n____ I'm a m________in' killa and it's like this n____
If I had a doller fo' every time you b____ a__ n____s
Came around and didn't do s___, I'll be a billionaire right now
Put up or shut up m________as, it's like this, it's on, onsite

[*Xzibit scrieking*]