Holocaust 3000 lyrics

by

Kurupt


[Verse:]
I got it let’s role
Yo eastwood, yo what up gotti
n*ggas act like b*tches wanna hear the truth
Before i say another word motherf*cks you
Dog house need a big dogg pound gig
It’s gotti you ain't gonna pimp slap sh*t
I’m cool calm and i’m so collected
And you n*ggas don’t respect sh*t n*gga
They call you super fly i call you super can’t
And yall n*ggas brain the gorrila’s or the apes
They call you super fly i call you super b*tch
That love to eat or snoop or dupe or super duper di*k
Panties in the can let all pink panties
I drink hennessy motherf*cker
And i’m somebody you don’t wanna see motherf*cker
I’m lookin in the streets and i see you n*ggas trillin
And i’m ridin without timing yo feelings motherf*cker
I roll these streets with my mind on the gs
And i keep it glocked up, low key on my body for n*ggas that’s try’na kill me sh*t
I’m out the hood to too from the east side to compton to inglewood too
I’m eastwood, who? One of the realest living in existence lyricist legend
No competition boss a collision i flow with precision decision that ended
I stick with the b*tches so pay attention homie it’s business can’t die without my tickets
I’m ballin, boss hoggin, snoop dogging, i’m stomping out ya breaks with trucks of out law
With a thug ministry, chemistry touched my my memory
Hennessy from here to italy got these n*gga fellin
Son move over so i can feel the wind blow
Smokin dope it blowin out of my h2 limo
Ain't never had a demo i’m choppin up albums
Lock me in the booth i’m a beast turn up the volume
Smoke or blow it’s the cooper super trooper
Pop snoopin supa i’m so fly
I’m on the block and i’m ready to die
n*ggas told me what happened but they neva really told me why
These streets is real i see my ogs cry
Bodies out lined with chopters where dophine die
Soldiers who came up on they own won’t make it alive
I got a lot a talent so i ain't hard to find
I’m on the grind my squad ain't far behind
We mackin dimes in the club packin nines
Sippin lines that cocaine blow ya mind
f*ckin with mine will bring ya mind bring yours n*gga
East the beast, gotti supreme
Gail post in the back of the lac on lean
Keep the gz stashed in the dash when we mash
Life living in the casket secondary to the cash
Get ya best tested get checked infected
Roll with the rolls now my foes respect it
Gotti up and left it neva rejected
Ride till i die till the game respect it b*tches
I ain't said sh*t done sh*t f*ck it
Bustin, bustin, bustin, dumpin f*ck it
Gangasta’s what the f*ck you eva really did nothing
What the f*ck you eva really done gangstas
What the f*ck you lookin at punk
As soon as n*ggas stunt n*ggas hot to pump
It’s like police comin n*gga hot to pump
n*ggas ain't really gone dumb
n*gga i ain't said sh*t done sh*t done sh*t f*ck it
Don’t think a real n*gga won’t n*gga boat rider
What up goster you know your boy m wood got your back
What’s crackin, f*ck these n*ggas
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