Space Boogie lyrics

[Kurupt]
Yeah n*gga... Westcoast
Westcoastin', floatin', oh so ferocious
n*gga!... G'z... Young Gotti

I'm like... f*ck a b*tch and f*ck you too
It's so many different things that I'm gon' do
Switches all f*cked up
Livin' in the '80's jackin' n*ggas for Nissan trucks
A quarter piece to flip
It's me and Daz and two b*tches
I never gave a f*ck, n*gga Daz and Kurupt
They say this ain't the way to get rich!
I might as well pimp me a b*tch!
I don't get it, I take it
Put a glitch in the Matrix
Flip some bricks to strip ya b*tch naked
Cause I just don't care, live from "G" square
Where the best Indica get put in the air
n*gga... f*ck a b*tch and f*ck you too
What a punk mothaf*cka like you gon' do?
... I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop
Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fued
It's on one, nah he said it's on two
On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed
All on you to to want to
Do what the f*ck you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors
Crap like the crap table, Kane and Abel
I'm cyanide Sinatra, galactic Galaga
Metaphysical sixteen caliber Metallica
'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker
Punk mothaf*cka, mothaf*ck, mothaf*cka, yeah n*gga
We can go heads n*gga
Your b*tch give me head n*gga, heard what I said n*gga?
Flip me some bread n*gga, get ya chest bust like lead n*ggas
Sleep to-bed n*gga, Daz and Fred n*gga
Kurupt Young Gotti, Baby Face, Capone
We on Niastra, n*gga on the microphone
Never never have I ever gave a f*ck
Dat n*gga Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt
And we do what the f*ck we want to do too
Get what we got to get to get through
And we blast what we got blast to get ours
Life of a gangsta in a world of stars
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Do what the f*ck you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through, through, through
Just do it... don't stop
[Nate Dogg]
All my n*ggas on the North side, getcha money right away
All my n*ggas on the South side, let 'em know that you don't play
And say them n*ggas on the East side, ain't some n*ggas you contest
Unless you stuck up in a time-warp, you all ready know about the West
They say them n*ggas on the North side, keep tabs on they skrill
All my n*ggas on the South side, try to make another mil'
All my n*ggas on the East side, make million dollar deals
All my n*ggas on the Westside, been doing this for years
Throw ya mothaf*ckin' hands up somebody
Throw ya mothaf*ckin' hood up somebody
What them n*ggas do, they ride
What them n*ggas do, they ride, ride
Throw ya mothaf*ckin' hands up somebody
Throw ya mothaf*ckin' hood up somebody
What them n*ggas do, they ride
What them n*ggas do, they ride, ride

[Kurupt]
Mac, Young Gotti, f*ck the world n*gga
Daz Dillinger, Fredwreck, Dogg Pound, L.A. life
f*ck a Long Beach world, murder your enemies cuz!
They tryna murder you, you know who I'm talkin' to n*gga!
2000, screech 'em on 'em, riders, the real riders
Dogg Pound Gangsta riders, hoodsies