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Correct It Ain't About You Lyrics
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Kurupt
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Correct It Ain't About You
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Dialtone*and dialing Soopafly* "Yea": Kurupt "Ay: soopafly" S "Yup": K "Ay: what's, the name of that song that goes Dada-dada-da-da-da, dadada-da-da", S "It: ain't about you "?K "That's: the one you have it on "?S "Yea": K "Oh: yea, that's, tight" S "You: like that "?K "Yea": Check check check check check Microphone check check check check check 1 2, check check check check check Live in the place to be Soopafly comin, at ya I don't stop and I don't quit Comin with that dogg pound gangsta s titYea peep, game Check I, break a n anusneck I keep a nine in my pocket and a home deck I like to rock a show I'm stackin c-notes It's soopafly mothafucka if you didn't know Now peep so sweet unique I doubt if you could top the peak Keep em in check No sweat c backunt fist connected to cheek They sleep Kick em in they a wake** up uh, now Let me take you on a journey block to block Show you how to pack heat drop, and 6 4 hop Cut it up chop, my, homie got it Tray, don't stop Had them b s*****dope fiending like I'm slangin them rocks Straight from the L we don't take no s titWe off in the cut waitin for y'all n s****to trip We the last mothafuckas you want to f k**with When you in close range you best to duck quick Or get smashed your last chance to forfeit Game over I knock a n anusfrom drunk to sober I hope I don't have to maneuver the choker If you wanna dance I do the polka Stickin f k**b h***made Soop look like a switchblade Can I ride in your car Girl? I've gone too far Can I smoke on your weed Nah? that, ain't what you need Can I borrow a dollar No? but, you can eat this d k**While I smash my s titand I pop in my car Can I give you my number Yea? next, summer But I'm hungry baby Sh me, too that's, crazy So open up the door 'cause I'm ready to go Aight then but, I ain't got no money Ain't you treatin baby Hell? no B h***take another route you, ain't even what this song's about B h***I'm, on a ride dip, and glidin through the hood Smokin until the sun come out B h***please Got her speakin in Chinese They like please Yea just, pluck em off Mothafuck all you hoes F k**em all This is nothing but true game This stainless thing got stained The b h***gobble the best She won a contest for the best jaws in the west The homie said "Watch, my head" But instead I, got a 45 caliber lead spitta A n anusfeelin bitter Shitty as some kitty litter Take off got, a Adolf Hitler Center of attraction Multiplications then subtractions From the blast then the smash and the cash and the credit The b h***on my d k**I'm like b h***forget, it Let it loose b h***won't, you let it For I????? get a bad b h***from Connecticut A typical hoe I'm only in it for the blow The b h***was only in it for the blow I gave her some blow then let her blow Then she turned blue On the speed I grabbed the heater and then flew Can I ride in your car B? h***I'm gone too far Can I smoke on your weed Nah? this, ain't what you need Can I borrow a dollar Nah? but, you can eat this d k**While I dip in my s titand uh pop, my cop off Can I give you my number Nah? maybe, next summer But I'm hungry baby Yea me, too that's, crazy So open up the door 'cause I'm ready to go Aight but, uh I, ain't got no money Ain't you treatin baby Hell? no B h***take another route you, ain't even what this song is about I'm on a ride dip, and glidin through the hood Smokin until the sun come out Now all salute the supreme general that got style And watch how I rock and lock the block down Tightly to fight me will cause disaster No chance to surpass the vocab I master As the sun rotate took, my guns off safe Been a thug since 8 always, drug my weight I state the facts mothafuck, a platinum plaque Always got my stack jackin off from havin a sack N s****act as if they back is stiff and can't put work in Shake the turf then get to tuckin they shirts in But I'ma stay bangin The game that I'm claimin Gold chain swangin While the six trey hangin Back bumpa Impact the dumpa in the stash spot mash out Knock it locked up with the a drop** Can I ride in your car B? h***I'm gone too far Can I smoke on your weed Nah? this, ain't what you need Can I borrow a dollar C? Nah but, you can eat this d k**While I dip in my s titand uh pop, my cop off Can I give you my number Get? at me next summer But I'm hungry baby Yea me, too that's, crazy So open up the door 'cause I'm ready to go Aight but, I ain't got no money Ain't you treatin baby Hell? no B h***take another route you, ain't even what this song is about I'm on a ride dip, and glidin through the hood Smokin until the sun come out
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