Kurupt - I Wanna Rock lyrics

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Kurupt - I Wanna Rock lyrics

[Intro:] Snoop Dogg, what we talkin bout Snoop Dogg, put your hands up Snoop Dogg, yeah come on I wanna rock right now I wanna I wanna rock right now (x2) [Verse 1:] Guess who's back dat's Kurupt in ya face wad up Yo sick and wondering where I reside the ra di da da It's tha dog pound flava you know i had to do it It's that g-ness that gangsta music You see i do it like I do then I do it like a rolla The homie joe gettin posted and hangin on a corner Goin back, forth, forth and back side Side, side to side, we do it on this side a the map West coast got the best smokes, dealing with sandy dokes Snoop dogs in the house what up louke Huh, it's nothin but a come up You wanna rock with the dogs you betta not run up Caz everyday on my block is like a holiday Dogg pound gangstas that's all I gotta say Homie you wiffin that bull I'll pull you full a holes I'll stab you on ya back and tell ya vamonos [Chorus:] I wanna rock right now I wanna I wanna rock right now What's up I wanna rock right now I wanna I wanna rock right now What's up what we talkin bout Snoop Dogg, come on [x2] Put ya hand up Hey [x5] I wanna rock right now I wanna I wanna rock right now Kurupt [Verse 2:] It's a rack up boy I'm in for it That's spinach coatin test the ropes are rollin I'm hard to follow with all the homies High up hellacopters with all the homies My intention's to get it all by my lonely Murder dogs, murder hogs and all ya homies Doin it big I'm in the gig me and D.A.Z Snoopy over there sprawling, hall em, stall em, all em Fallin all the way from here to spanish harlem, call em Young Mazorotti, Gotti I keep it t**n got the party poppin everybody jerkin You living the dream yes indeed I am two to the chest now call the ambulance I'm smashing on these fools breakin all the rules Tell em who we talkin bout and what we wanna do [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Snoop Dogg chillin lookin like a million Yeah a n***a got it amma leave it to my children Tonight I'm on some other sh** and baby lovin it Hella fast rip that a** like the other n***a I'm gold up boy, rich as f** boy Flaggin gold brakes that's my truck boy I'm on my east side sh** I'm working I got the party goin and it's jerkin My n***as all on we rollin out back Hoes just gettin in you betta pick a b**h Cause when I shut it down the part over with She call me superman I'm on my solider sh** Boss Dogg get em I sick em and take home West coast b**h I'm on my f**in throne I'm diggin on these hoes do em like dominoes And slam em on they backs until they mama knows [Chorus]

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