Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On Da Grind, artist - Kurupt. Date of issue: 23.10.2012
Song language: English
On Da Grind |
| 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 |
| (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 |
| 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 |
| 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 ain’t 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 ain’t one of us… nigga |
| (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 |
| (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 |
| (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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Classics |