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[Intro: Kurupt]
I ain`t got a problem with nobody, right? This is Young Gotti, but I got a problem with you Cause you got a problem with me Yeah nigga... keeping it real G`d up Hitting niggaz like +Boo-Yaa!+ punk What the fuck nigga! [Verse 1: Ganxta Ridd] I`m Ridd rhyming, I`m non existant I`m just a daily, first to burn a convalescent I`m the example of learning less I`m spitting possible with two Wesson`s, no questions I`m the question with no guessing I`m kind of stressing more pounds than two jurisdictions These rappers don`t want prohibition I will convict him I`m the West Coast redemption Target, Coast Ridah, boost eye for an eye My blood line banging until the eight frame die I snuggle up the gun, full grip Them eyes on my dinero, then analyze this Real out the game, send them on their way to re-admit Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., ain`t nothing changed, crowned and convinced Pimp slap bitches and hoes and gangster slap pimps And when I went through, it`s that GANGSTER SHIT [Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., Kurupt] [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Kurupt] You know what I`m talking about [Boo-Yaa] You get them fast then.. [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Boo-Yaa] This one`s on me [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Kurupt] Gangsta, right? [Boo-Yaa] You get them fast then.. [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Boo-Yaa] This one`s on me [Verse 2: Kurupt] G`s, T`s, where y`all at? Riders, that`s what y`all are (are) I`m a for real front line folder I fold front lines and then push they backs over Mama ain`t raised no busters (busters) And mama ain`t raised no punks! We`ll meet front to front Left the parking lot nigga, see what y`all want (nigga) Ten toes, ten fingertips Niggaz don`t really want to trip They want to catch a nigga twenty deep (deep) And catch niggaz thinking they could sleep (sleep) Ain`t no sleeping in a G zone nigga BC rider and they every ball nigga Boo-Yaa and Gotti the original, told y`all nigga Yeah run through this motherfucker, G`d up huh? G cut Timbs from the feet up huh? [Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.] - (w/ minor variations) [Verse 3: Ganxta Ridd] They love it when I bang through Sex them all like a truce, fade them all like a rendez vous I`m hitting senders like I`m hitting switches Lay bikes like a pipe, play a brick and then they all my bitches Who`s that?, y`all niggaz beef It`s that motherfucker cause I`m getting plot money Envisioning balls, I`m wishing nuts and jaws Fuck them trick fools that don`t want us to ball We street flavor, Blood we all involved I`m all up in the guts quit ticking and crawl Pass the free fall, fuck the free shows Slap the hoe all, paws that explode Motherfuckers die trying mode Ganxta come on call me Ganxta Ridd B.C.D.P. B.T. for sure West West, East Side, .45 reload [Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.] - (w/ minor variations) + (Repeat 2X)
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