Kurupt On Da Grind(feat Daz Dillinger Lyrics

On Da Grind(feat Daz Dillinger Lyrics

[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

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