Kurupt - Gangsta Walk lyrics

[Kurupt] Now this side gangsta walk (say what?) And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?) [Breakdown: Kurupt] Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em what we do This is what we do n***a - gangsta's talk! Tell 'em one more time - gangsta talk! All the homies in the hood - gangsta talk! [Kurupt] To my n***a Eastwood - gangsta talk! Kurupt and Daz - gangsta talk! Gangsta's ride, uhh, do what gangsta's do Bandanna hangin from the rear view Too smart, load them up, hold 'em up (though) We could go head up, and I'll fold 'em up slow There's a gangsta loose, callin all cars Just left the house in some blue Allstars Pa**in by on them thang, it's a brown MC n***as goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound) n***as mad doggin bumpin a bank account (wood) But I don't recognize the busta So I hit up the hood, wit one hand on the heater The other in the air, Dogg Pound gangsta's yo, we don't care I gots to watch myself - especially my health, before anything else My life, my wealth, I'ma G, and I do what gangsta's do And they do it like me and my G Tray Deee [Snoop Dogg] b**h talkin sh**, I'm finna dip Call up my n***as and say "Yo, don't even trip" DAZ and my n***a Kurupt Came through in a MC and scooped me up Aiiyo, I got the sack as I usually does Young Gotti in the back seat f**ed up cuz Man it's a shame how my gang-gang-bang No disrespect but, hey, we run thangs In the ? lets see what quest over seas Eightball slippin, Dogg Pound trippin Back in the mo', where we don't give a f** My baby brother N-Y-A, and he just he got stuck By them same motherf**ers who supposed to be k**in me Peelin me, and ya n***as ain't feelin me Bad news, seem to travel fast When you on the mash, and all about'cha cash All my n***as in the pen, gangsta talk And all my homies sippin Hen', gangsta talk And If ya can't get out, and you mad as hell Say "b*atch," that'll make ya sound for real [Daz Dillinger] Haha.. f** wit us we, gon' hurt somebody f** wit us we, gon' hurt somebody Corleone, Dillinger, Young Gotti f** wit us we, gon' hurt somebody Cha-pow! Layin all these wack n***as down Churned out, blowned out, work high, hell Whattup? I see my n***as all in the cut Layed back, actin a nut, waitin 'till we 'rupt No remorse, as we bust, let her feel the dust Let 'em do what we gotta do, f**in sh** up Let it be known - Daz Dillinger, rough to the bone And all alone through ya neighborhood at high exhaust High stylin and profilin, n***as comin after me In actuality they face the technicality Let 'em feel the battle, it was a tragedy Everywhere a n***a die for the salary Pray to God, pray to Lord, watch after me Prepair the back sniff streets mentality It's the gang and we mad and we walk and we stalk And we do what we do after dark n***as keep doin what the f** they gotta do And we do what we do when we mash wit our crew b**h (ssh!) Dillinger, willin ya and k**in ya Doin what I gotta do, it's blood that I'm spillin ya (yeah) All over your floor; tell the fat guy "Ignore" Break down your door and let kick ya one more! Gangsta strait out! (b**h) To the flat like that Like whaaat, like this, like whaaat (like this, like that) [Kurupt] Now this is how gangsta's walk And this is how gangsta's talk [Daz] Whattup!? [Breakdown] [Kurupt] The homie Big Style, gangsta talk The homie Tray Deee, gangsta talk Yeah Bad Azz, gangsta talk The homie Technique, gangsta talk Soopafly, gangsta talk Kurupt and Daz, gangsta talk All my hoes, gangsta talk All my b**hes, gangsta talk All the homies, gangsta talk Tell 'em on more time, gangsta talk b*atch! Gangsta talk.. [Snoop Dogg] Yeah, this is how the gangsta's talk Yeah, yeah, gangsta walk All the real G's out there I know you gettin yo gangsta walk on right now Y'know all the real mack's out there Gettin they gangsta talk on right now Yeah, DPG, as you can see We in the place to see We not talkin 'bout history, or biology We just talkin 'bout g-eology Strait up, gangsta walkin We just gangsta talkin DPG - we're gangsta's meant the world go..