Kurupt - The Comeback lyrics

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Kurupt - The Comeback lyrics

[Intro:] "Yo?" "What's up?" "Ay what's up n***a?" "Guess what n***a?" "What?" "I done found them n***as." "You done found 'em?" "Fa sho." "No sh**?" "And guess where they at?" "Where they at?" "In yo hood." "Oh it's on." "n***a you need to get down here now." "I'm on my way." What? They done shot yo baby momma, what?! Aw, shhh Ah man, oh no it's gonna be (??) these n***as up man Real ballsy sh** Yo, real ballsy partner I ain't got nothin' else to live for man What else is there to be for? These n***as want war or somethin'? You strapped? Come on, let's get these fools! [Daz Dillinger] I'm rollin through the streets, me and my homeboys watered out See me with it on everything, that's what we talkin 'bout Plottin, jackin, murder, robberies we specialize in that We'll make our pockets fat, weed, pistols and crack As a gangster livin it up, growin up in a scandlous town Automatic weapons wanna spray the town, lay the gang down Hangin out bangin all around, smackin fools in they mouth no doubt Showin these fools what we all about Big clout and money, that's what we all about You see we die for this color, money, respect and honor Serious about this game, k** for pennies and dollars I'm crucial and brutal to those that test Wanna be a G, represent the set See this ain't nothin new homeboy, see we aim't got stupid yet See we the finest of the finest and the bossest and bossest Doin what we do, major clout and so we flossin Get the f** out the way, cuz here we come homeboy And my n***as don't play TQ [TQ] I'm up at mom's house taped up Three months rehabilitatin finally got my weight back up She told me "I'm gonna pray to God that you'll be alright" That's my only mamma n***a, she knows what's on my mind You shot my girlfriend when she was three months There went my children, found out it was more than one You've got me limpin and I can't move as fast But I swear on baby grave that I'm a get that a** What about my little sister, she used to get good grades But now she's paranoid, going to school with a 38 Now how much of this do you think I'm gonna take? n***a I'm comin back [Hook] All I'm sayin is you better not go to sleep I'm comin to get you n***a, you made too big a mess I'm comin back And you better be watchin everyone you meet Might not be the one who stick ya It could be one of your friends I'm comin back I won't lay down before you do, that's on me I'm tellin you f** what you been thinkin I'm comin back All I'm sayin is you better not go to sleep I might be waitin to get ya I'm comin back [TQ] Friday night again and I got a new Benz Bust a left on 120th, I see you slippin This n***a's in my hood, tell me how can this be? Gotta thank the Lord for sendin this blessin down to me I get my Glock ready, Beenie can't shoot this time Cuz I been feelin and dreamin, this motherf**er's mine I let my heat fly, I see him fallin down And all I'm hearin is kaplaw kaplaw plaw plaw After the smoke clears, I hear a baby screamin I'm tryin to figure out, but all I see is demons Father forgive me if I hurt this child, let me die tonight Walked up to the Beamer, see the kid's alright I hand him to his cryin mama, tell her turn away Somebody punched up daddy number and it's Judgement Day For anybody askin questions, you didn't even see my face I'm comin back [Hook] [Kurupt] Yeah, this for all y'all b**h a** n***as If you gonna blast, then blast If you gon think, think fast I'm movin emotion, a double dosage of dolja Give (??) a n***a ride his ride, slip slide Dash, slide slash cop, f** aimin blast Blast dash, dash stash, that's for Daz TQ what the f** they really wan do? Like they don't know a thing about me and you Don't trip, don't act a a**, don't do sh** unless you down to blast G dog rollin with pounds of hash Forty cal colt in the back a stash Never go to sleep, better not tweak Punk what the f**, TQ Kurupt, mash and dash Two hits and pa**, first to last Bound to bounce, I'm a round em up then I'm a round em out I'm a blaze an ounce, I'm a blaze a stick I'm a hit em with some gangsta sh** Cigarettes then joints dip Fears pierce and sh** when the AK spit Gangstas [Hook] X 2 Gangstas, TQ, Dogg Pound No b**hes allowed

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