So Ignorant lyrics

by

Kurupt


[Nate Dogg]
Everytime I smoke
I smoke indo smoke
It happens every time I drink
Somebody better call my shrink
I'll beat it 'til the pus*y's weak
Some n*ggas don't sleep man I don't blink
Sometimes I think I over-think
Sometimes I feel like, somebody's watchin me

[Chorus]
You motherf*ckers can't figure it
Why n*ggas so ignorant, ignorant
You motherf*ckers can't figure it
Why n*ggas so ignorant, ignorant
We drink beer and smoke cigarettes
Cause we n*ggas so ignorant, ignorant
We bang bang cause we ignorant
Motherf*ckers can't figure it, figure it

[Kokane]
I'm the epitome of this rap game
The most controversial name, they call me Kokane
I'm so ignorant, black ladies be hidin they purse with white ladies
Fifty n*ggas in a Navigator, and a Range Rover
Blowin bomb sticky doja
Lookin at these studio gangsters gettin over
It's Yuk and Kokane and Nate Dogg, we stay true
Snatch yo wack ass off stage - we all gonna laugh at you
Ah, I wear the same khakis for about four days
And I, I don't brush my teeth, cause I got tooth decay
I keep the door open when I sh*t
And if I'm f*cked up sometimes, I forget to flush it EWWW
f*ck respectin my elders, they ain't gon' get it soft
Cut in front of a 80 year old lady, and flip her ass off
I taught my 13 year old son how to slang
PCR, Dogghouse when I bang, and I'm out, n*gga
[Chorus]

[Yukmouth]
What? n*gga, ery'thang, ery'thang..
Motherf*ckers get sprayed f*ckin wit Yuk, Kokane and Nate
Since back in the day, been slangin crack nay, packin a gauge
Diamond taps on our braids, pack a case, stack it away
Y'all n*ggas perform overseas then back to the states
When subtractions are made, thug money the blueprint
+Regime Killers+, my click too sick, we rule sh*t
And to spit at a few clicks, rob motherf*ckers who move bricks
Pop motherf*ckers wit loose lips
b*tches who snitch out's finna get hit, get put in a ditch
Yukmouth runnin, livin this sh*t
"Ice Cream Man," I invented this sh*t
Ain't no gimmicks to this, my sh*t is rugged and hardcore
Give Killa Cali n*ggas what they starve for
Bring y'all war like, "What's the issue?"
I shoot up everybody, even an ugly fat b*tch too
If I get you (?) (?) another sh*t on you ridiculous
Give that n*gga some tissue, let that b*tch know, I'm ig'nant

[Chorus]

[Kurupt]
Are you real motherf*ckers, for real motherf*cker?
Well I ain't real, I'm ultramagnetic b*tch
I'm somethin you don't wanna f*ck wit
I'm the n*gga wit the pistol, launchin six from the clip
I'ma eclipse the moon like pitch black n*gga
Nate, Yuk, Kokane, Kurupt we back n*gga
Yak in a 'llac n*gga, Young ready to collapse lungs
Two shots make slums collapse n*ggas
See me face to face, talk that sh*t
Pretend you on the +moon+ Michael +walk+ that sh*t
What up pretty mama, a.k. pretty b*tch
This Kurupt, I know you f*cks to get rich
I met many b*tches, in my day
Got the homies on the left side, holdin the 'K
Kurupt, the analytical, phenonomal, the most anticipated
Highly hated, top graded
Ig'nant than a motherf*cker, I don't give a f*ck
[Chorus]
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