Push Bacc lyrics

[Kurupt]
Give me a - piece of mind, a nickel, a nine
Somethin' to chip a n*gga from ankle to spine
We mobbin' n*ggas, if they try to bring up the past
Unless they talkin' 'bout '95 Kurupt and Daz
Unless they talk about '92, 3, or 4
We shatterin' motherf*ckers like car windows
Did you know we was back?... back in the 'Llac
Tossin' sacks back and forth like a quarterback jackin'
b*tches eat di*ks like pickles
If I'mma go out, I'm goin' out like Brian Nickels
I'm sick of the games, n*gga I'm sick and deranged
Poppin' that bullsh*t will get you hit with them thangs
I'm sick with them thangs, I ain't got no patience left
Without a pistol, light n*ggas like crystal meth
You thought n*ggas was a joke cause of the liqour and smoke?
Quicker to knock n*ggas, sicker than leukemia, loc

[Hook: Kurupt]
Push back, ride to the fullest
Dogg Pound tossin' bullets, ride to the fullest
Kurupt and Dat n*gga D-A to the motherf*ckin' Z
D.P. motherf*ckin' G.C
I'm just too much, Snoop too much, Soopafly too much
Grip the heater, dump, bust
Bigg Nate too much, what you talkin' 'bout?
Nothin' but them riders with automatics, we shut 'em down
Dogg Pound