Correction Paroles Riot In The Club par Kurupt

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Hey, blaze that up
Man, this some bomb shit
Man
Ya know, I walked in the club the other day and almost wanted to smack the shit out this nigga, man

This is what we do when we riot in the club
Soon as we come in niggas riot in the club
Don't give a f*ck, nigga, don't give a f*ck
Soon as we come in niggas riot in the club
This is what we do when we riot in the club
Soon as we come in niggas riot in the club
Don't give a f*ck, nigga, don't give a f*ck
Soon as we come in niggas riot in the club, nigga

Just another day on the streets of Los Angeles
Where the four's shine, the homies on the dime (Dime)
Me? I'm a nickel-plated .9, just bustin'
Sayin' what I feel, just tellin' y'all the reals
(Y'all the reals, y'all the reals)
Baby got ass for days (Baby got ass for days)
Bomb in so many ways (Bomb in so many days)
Tell me, have you ever seen my four? It's beautiful
Gleaming like Armor All
You can come over here and see it out the back door (Nigga)
Do what I gotta do just to get where I gotta get
I could tell from the way you look you ain't down for the ride
All I know's what I got, all I got's what I know
I could tell from your history you ain't ready to ride (To ride)
Pull out the pistol, nigga, then bust it and slide (And slide)
Tell me something I don't know
So I told the bitch nigga to beat it (And then)cracked his ho (Ho)

Bounce, rock, get it crackin'
What the f*ck you thought had happened?
When I came up in the spot, everything had to stop
Had them niggas pipin' hot 'cause they ho was too loose
Tell 'em what we call it, wreckless eye-ballin'
Look, let me give your ass some game (Some game)
Don't teach your bitch about the game (The game)
'Cause now she's all up on it
As soon as we walked in, she was all up on us (On us)
I stepped in, I know I'm the one (The one)
Two seconds, played "Ain't No Fun" (Ain't no fun)
They call me Gotti Sinatra
Hood is Slauson but classic as operas
Fascinating, now niggas scrappin'
I kick back and before we came it wasn't crackin', nigga (Man, man)
Man, look at the Latinos ('tinos)
Chillin' like hood Gambinos
Riot, riot

Just don't understand why y'all trippin'
Might catch me dippin', never catch me slippin'
So it ain't no twistin'
Money like a nigga servin' chickens, nigga (Nigga)
Never catch me slippin'
'Cause there ain't no repairin' when the homies clippin' (Clippin')
We'll start the chippin'
But now I wanna get a bitch to blow my dick in
Rollin' with my Chucks and my all Black dickies
Dick-eatin' bitches just tryin' the dickie
It's just me and Kita
Around the ladies and all of 'em coochie eaters
And I'm cool (Cool, cool)
Go on, baby, do what you do
Little mama just too smooth
Before I say somethin', here come the haters
That'll bring the crocodile or the alligator, nigga
Riot, riot

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