Ain’t That Somethin’ lyrics

[Chorus:]
They said all i’m good for was busting
And other than that i ain't worth nothing
Ain't that something
Daz and kurupt’s back together and snoop’s pushing the button n*gga ain't that something
See hell hath no fury n*gga more than a n*gga in the street the heat Copin be bustin (:15)
That n*gga ain't shooting for nothing

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
What the f*ck you think he shooting for ain't that something
Dont be mistaken by the game motherf*cker
Dont be mistaken by the chain motherf*cker
I am still who i am
I got scuds for you funks the size of iran
File up imma torch this temple i let the force guide me and force the issue the issue
You betta have your pistol your hood preamps (:40)in the making and mines official
I seen this n*gga before i met this n*gga before matter of fact homie (what) I slapped this n*gga before
Back in 94 when we was squabbling at the palace rode his homie up too ain't that something
I bangled him before room with jack before his dough ( :55)
His b*tch was a toss up remember the ho ? (yea)
Push come to shove its the mask and the glove cuz the only thing we got right now is us
What the f*ck should i do but do what i do
Me and daz in the coop right next to snoop
What the f*ck’s on yo mind? Oh me i'm fine
Doing the same sh*t i was doing last year this time: getting paid n*gga
Back with the homies i've been doing this since sixteen tracks with the homies
And n*gga im still kurupt if you know me then you know n*gga n*ggas don't give a f*ck n*gga
[Chorus:]
They said all i’m good for was bustin and other than that i ain't worth nothing
Ain't that something
Daz and kurupt’s back together and snoop’s pushing the button n*gga ain't that something
See hell has no fury n*gga more than a n*gga in the street the heat copin be bustin (:15)
That n*gga ain't shooting for nothing what the f*ck you think he shooting for ain't that something

[Verse 2: Daz]
Hey you know who it is you think its back on the match
Bruising my opponents that's why we getting that ass
You don't want no problems that's how we solve them stick
Em some gaf (1:52) n*gga with a chrome revolver
Talking to the crowd let them know about the master monsters
b*tches blue pit piranhas prepare for the slaughter into the water
You n*ggas so dumb you can't get no smarter
Path of the titan i'm striking just liking (2:05) you n*ggas
When you come to la you better hold ya’ll triggers
I'm riding in the undercover g ride east side west side n*ggas we inside
Blast that ass son n*gga till you decide
Dramas thats windows popping ( 2:18)
Thats what we like (we like)
Same day different sh*t same block different whip any way that it do it go hounds sh*t (2:24)
Smound (2:25) my opponents when i kick right up on em
Trigger get to blasting then i start to go and the fuel the soul and it turn it back up you say you a
Gangsta n*gga watcha want
Pop trunk gotta buster of weapons to choose from, 9 millimeter ak with big drums yea im
Coming for you n*gga whats up what sh*t you talking
Yea you sh*tting out of luck
[Chorus:]
They said all i’m good for was busting and other than that i ain't worth nothin ain't that something
Daz and kurupt back together and snoop’s pushing the button n*gga ain't that something
See hell has no fury n*gga more than a n*gga in the street the heat copin be bustin (:15)
That n*gga ain't shooting for nothing what the f*ck you think he shooting for ain't that something

[Verse 3: Kurupt + Daz]
n*gga wanna bomb em not knowing that genetically kurupt’s a structured timebomb homie
So is every motherf*cker that's around homie up and down out and in in and out homie
Y'alls n*ggas is amateurs to the pound homie
Ya’ll wasn't even here when we was out homie
Relax just take a look around homie hold up what's up
Take a look around now homie
From the back of the lack we left shots on em
To let you know don't f*ck with the little homies
You n*ggas phonies i expose to fact to let you know you and your n*ggas better watch your back
Cross status when you f*cking with that n*gga daz you know them bullets rank
Status when you feel the wrath yea
Its the gas in kurupt with snoop ridic takes the motherf*cker when we ridin the coop
Swoop on you say n*gga what gang you play see this
My hood and you ain't from a gang pull my pistol out
And then she go bang 9 millimeter go straight through his brain
Its the street rules street sh*t but ain't nothin cuz and this for the gangstas and this for the thugs
Talking all that sh*t but you can cath a sl*t and this how it goes and dead is dead was

[Chorus:]
They said all i’m good for was busting and other than that I ain't worth nothing
Ain't that something daz and kurupts back together and snoop’s pushing the button n*gga ain't that something see hell has no fury n*gga More than a n*gga in the street the heat copin be bustin (:15) that n*gga ain't shooting for nothing what the f*ck you think he shooting For ain't that something
[Outro:]
Bang keep banging them
Dogg pound gangstas
Riding on these busters kurupt and daz, dillinger and young gotti