Dipp Wit Me lyrics

by

Kurupt


[Chorus: Daz Dillinger (x2)]
All my n*ggas won't you dip with me
All my b*tches won't you dip with me
Everybody won't you dip with me
All my b*tches won't you dip with me

[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
MCs I assassinate
Don't play no games don't procrastonate
Got my homeboy slip playing rubber with tha clip
Ready to slap a b*tch and poppin off at the lip
What you want somethin get my gauge and pop somethin
Quick to pull out pop and I pop somethin
What tha f*ck all yall n*ggas wanna know about tha gang
Actin like y'all n*ggas ain't really knew our name
n*gga you see we gangstaz, hearts 'n all
Let us spark gettin n*ggas through tha dark 'n all
See 'em all runnin through tha park 'n all
Give a f*ck homeboy coz we sparks it off
I'm a raw dogg assassin from tha DPG
And I be one of tha freshest and dopest MC
When you catch us in tha cut and you lookin like what
Best believe it be Daz and that n*gga kurupt
We got it all locked down coz you ain't hittin no more
Washed up what tha f*ck you ain't eatin no more
The radical traumatical assassin got his ass kicked
The motherf*ckin bast*rd stretched like elastic
Now you bein' a hazard two gats tha game
Ran slap dead into a train motherf*cker
And gettin b*tches like an everyday thang
D-O-double-G P-O-U-N-D it's tha gang
[Chorus: Daz Dillinger (x2)]
All my n*ggas won't you dip with me
All my b*tches won't you dip with me
Everybody won't you dip with me
All my b*tches won't you dip with me

[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Skedaddle, MCs on these terrains
Terrorist pterodactyl overlooking tha plains
Off of propane flames
Stickin n*ggas perapeutic poetical and therapeutic
MCs pulverised punished and executed
Don't say i shoot homeboy shoot it
Y'up against a grizzly 'cause McKenzie
I'm on a frenzy ain't nothin fun and friendly
I'm headin to where you're friends be, yeah motherf*cker
Ya wanna bust it in off ya head motherf*cker
Ya heard what i said motherf*cker
Yeah Kurupt what tha f*ck kidnap and abduct (check it out)
n*ggas like you don't make it over hear
Where it's all about your heart and tha clothes you wear
I moved out this b*tch at tha age of 16
Got my first M16 at 18
First thing i knew was 11-8 gangstaz
And don't you know 'bout tha 6-0's
Y'ever got quoted? Well i did n*gga put it on bark and heart foam
In this land we in homie it's all about stripes
That fool thinkin a n*gga settle down with kids and a wife
f*ck a b*tch homie
My homeboy I warn you
You can't be goin on to California they'll call tha cops on ya
Born in tha illy philly philadel' (shh)
Went from shell toe and deeps to heat and canded shell
Went from rhyming on tha block to mini-macs and nots
To max tha tops mini-mac 11s and Glocks
Motherf*ck wit me
[Chorus: Daz Dillinger (x2)]
All my n*ggas won't you dip with me
All my b*tches won't you dip with me
Everybody won't you dip with me
All my b*tches won't you dip with me

[Ending: RBX]
Ha, ha, ha, ha, dip with me
Into a world full of gang bang and dope sales
Where n*ggas get they cap pushed back to tha fact
As common as a cold, the grand reprisal
Anyone contesting will catch the grand reprisal
Murder, no mercy, no remorse
Anybody killa, all day everyday without delay
Red or blue, it don't matter
When tha hot blood splatter
People see more for you filled with gray matter
Brainwaves everyway
We murder and end things
And recognise that we come again and again and again
Energize in tha spot like a duracell bunny
Hop to this, hear me now, continue to ride
Hahahahahaha
How you say ride, ride with us, indeed, or get murdered
Dip with me
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