Scrape Thru tha Hood

[Intro] Dog pound gangsters nigger, like young [?] said nigger, we're Buster banger , that means we bang on busters, nigger. Yeah, fly! [Chorus: Kurupt] I'm cold, so I oversee the homies, backtrack stop, push them up, There's the busters nigga! Cold, and I'm rolling by alone, I'ma start busting and scraping Through the hood bumping nigga I'm cold, so I oversee the homies, backtrack stop, push them up, There's the busters nigga! Cold, and I'm rolling by alone, I'ma start busting and scraping Through the hood bumping nigga [Verse 1: Kurupt] I learned the hard way, if you don't want to listen, this is what you'll listen to Police, nigger, awesome nigger, dumping through, banging on your door Won't catch me slipping anymore! People pimping up in this motherfucker Now [?] yo' banging on busters up in this motherfucker Don't you know, if you didn't listen to this pistol sizzling [?] loosed and juiced, pistol whistling Sky high, fly motherfucker! Yelling: Die motherfucker! Die motherfucker! If you want [?], motherfucker ? try motherfucker! I'll put it in front of your spot, try motherfucker! If you touch it, I'll give you my life motherfucker Forever, [?] death, I'ma ride motherfucker Heaters and TEC 9's, I supply motherfucker Heaters and pipe-bombs, I provide motherfucker Homicidal, pushing the front line motherfucker! [Chorus: Kurupt] [Verse 2:Kurupt] Cold, but I don't get upset Sacked this nigger up, and carved the set on his chest, nigger Pistol clapping, make the heater, pop it back Just like that! nigger, swipe that, you don't like that? Want a [?] nigger? Get on the job, nigger! Let's ride nigger, I'ma say it again Let's ride nigger, let the TEC's fly nigger! Erasing the sky nigger, talking the sky nigger! You can't even even see the nigger your beside, nigger! Look, besides nigger, see? it ain't no thing Dog pound gang Watch us bang Come and show us what you mean! Either don't get tapped from the back or the [?] In the back, temple, kneecap or the spleen! [Chorus: Kurupt] [Verse 3:Kurupt] Sinister, revelations Of a different generation Where head-ups don't matter no more Where the guy that's [throwing?] the blow That's for sure More than anything you can think about and know, and got to hope Gotta serve pussy from Vegas to the Navajo From the Karma leaders to Magnolia to the Kalio See? this is pressure Because I'm thinking about busting my TEC up in this nigga's [?] This nigger tripping Thinking that he can get away stealing the nigger chips and bullshitting What the fuck is wrong? I'ma have to show them it's on! I know them, it's on! This is how [storm conforms?]! Kurupt, [dumping Harley, kidnapping the ducts?] My khaki's is paint nigger, and so is my chops Dillinger, Gotti, semi's loaded and tucked Like, which nigger 'been inquiring about Kurupt? Which one of you niggers I'ma duct tape and dump? [Chorus: Kurupt]