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Lyric: On Da Grind

  • artist: Kurupt
  • album: Smoke Boogie: Space Oddessey
  • seen: 1174

[Daz]
  It's been a long time since you've heard from us
  Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt
  And now we back wit a little rhyme
  We can't stop, can't quit, 'cause we on da grind
  
  [Daz (Kurupt)]
  Yo! (Gangstafied back on the block)
  Straight up
  D-A-Z, K-U-R-U-P-T
  Doin' it like usual, you know what I'm sayin'?
  You can't stop
  You can't rewind the time
  You can't think about the past
  So look forward to life
  And keep on the missionin' on the grind fo' yours
  
  [Hook - 2x: Daz]
  We can't stop, can't rewind the time
  Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes
  On everything homeboy that I'm down for mine
  Until we get we it be out here on de grind
  
  [Daz]
  I wake up with the birds, early as fuck
  Stash my dope in the cut, serve the clucks
  Lil' bitches around the way they know what's up
  They wanna bust, wanna try to smoke a nigga weed up
  It aint shit to flip a double up
  And I love when I'm comin' up
  I got thangs for these suckas when they runnin' up
  Tellin' all yall fools yall aint one of us... nigga
  
  [Kurupt (Daz)]
  Get a glimpse of a fact - plus that, Blaze
  Move into the hood with all the O.G's
  That help me get paid homie, we a unit
  Doin it how a gangsta do it
  Run through it
  And stampede the block like bitch
  Your on the wrong side to be servin your shit (yeah)
  Jack nigga, Daz and Kurupt the Kingpin
  Back on the smash with heaters to reclaim the ass
  
  [Hook - 2x]
  
  [Kurupt (Daz)]
  Yeah nigga, half a day gone by
  Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life
  It's hard to survive
  Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5-50-5
  45, Milli Mack eleven
  Gunshots non stop to funk pop
  Then pop baby glocks (Homie you ridin or not?)
  Me and the homies are the first to bust
  And y'all cowards dyin' tryna be like us
  Gangsta
  
  [Daz (Kurupt)]
  With three mouths to feed, it's the life I lead
  I guess I'd die in the life of greed
  Mothafuckas 'round here die to bleed
  For set, joints nigga or half a key
  I remember when I came up
  Niggas ranged up, some Crip'd up
  Some niggas flamed up
  Crossed your name out, stragg'd my name up (Quick to thow the gang up)
  What up?! (Yeah!)
  I guess I'm blessed with the gift of rap
  Or I'll bless you with the gift of crap
  Like that, White and Black, Mexican and Jap
  Homeboy do anything fo' a scrap
  
  [Kurupt]
  Mark up yo hood like this, anybody killa
  DPGC fuck y'all niggas
  Deep inside we feel like fuck y'all hood
  Hell nah bitch nigga it ain't all to the good
    [Hook - 3x]
  
  [Kurupt - Over the 3rd Hook]
  Yeah that's what's wrong with y'all niggas
  Yeah homie, you gotta get ya hustle on
  Don't let these bitch niggas move you of the block
  The gangstas is here fo'eva,
  Yeah, huh, huh, yeah
  Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt the Kingpin
  Daz Dillinger, Kurupt Young Gotti
  Huh, '99 millenium 2000
  Like fuck a bitch!
  Put it on the catalogs homie
  Classics
  

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