Kurupt feat. Slip Capone, Tray Dee C Walk Lyrics

[Intro:]
Yeah, this for the west coast cd
Let me clear my throat
Check it out, check it out, check it out
We gonna drop it like this
This album is the best of both worlds
Kurupt, daz dilly, this for the westcoast side, young gotti
Dont forget about tray deee, and snoop, this for the westcoast one

[Verse 1: kurupt]

Saggin, n____ g'd up, sippin
Sip n____, dip n____, set trip n____
Gotta grip n____, getta grip n____ with tha gang
And rollin with tha alpine bangin
Homie whatcha got? a couple sacs to sell
Went from weed and dope to mics ta sell
Hit a switch n____
Dont f___ around wit b____ n____z
Im a money cash n____
Cash gettin, hash hitten
Gang bang afiliate
Hit a stick real quick
And in a minute start killin s___ real quick
Ima million dollar m_________in n____ (million dollar m_________in n____)
I thought you knew about it
Bout it bout it do ya got it
Now tha homies bout it, ima bout ta do this
Hit a lick they hit back wit some new s___
Then have a gangster reunion, the homie told me (wut he say?)
Get cha' boogie on youngsta, c-walk homie

[Chorus:]
Get cha' walk on, c-walk homie, c-walk homie
Get cha' walk on, c-walk homie

[Verse 2: tray deee]
Yeah ima tell you like this kurupt, you know how it was for me
Been regarded as the hardest since i hit the set
Young n____ with a rep, kept that gangsta step
Crocka sacs of blue cordiroy with house shoes on
Flawssin for the hoodrats gettin my groove on
Hangin in the park till all hours of dark
Tryna catch a mark slippin wit this thang that bark
Cry baby on the swamp got the exit locked
And aint no doubt comin out he gone wreck ya not
Pass me the satin locs so i can wet my throat
While i sag the blue khakiswit tha raoder coat
All the hoes really want is gangstaz just like us
Ruff and dont give a f___ aint that right kurupt (thas right)
Stay bangin on these n____z on a regular basis
Big paper chasin, facin felony cases
Made it to be famous, livin hard and dangerous
Steppin on these bustaz wit my blue chuck taylors

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3: slip capone]

You know that ganstaz rock, gangstaz roll
Heres the gangsta s___, we on a gangsta stroll
Its gangstaz ride, gangstaz slide
Then the gangstaz rob with the gangsta glide
Cuz gangstaz move, and gangstaz groove
And most gangstaz got nuthin ta lose
Gangstaz live, and gangstaz die
Gangstaz form a gang and the gang multiply
Gangstaz give a f___ a g, dont ask why
Gangstaz dont snitch, and gangstaz dont cry
Gangstaz boogie, gangstaz don't dance
Gangsta pull the strap out cha' pants and blast
Gangstaz don't run, and gangstaz don't hide
Ima gangsta a__ n____ from the sick southside
Thats how i know exactly what a gangsta do
Ya love the gangsta s___ aint you a gangsta too?
Then c-walk homie

[Chorus (outro)]

C-walk homie
Slip capone, c-walk homie
O.g. tray deee, c-walk homie
Kurupt, that n____ daz, soopafly, now walk on 'em
C-walk homie, c-walk homie, now walk on 'em

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