“What Up Gangsta Remix (What Up Cuzz)”
[Chorus: 2 x]
what up cuzz? / What up cuzz? / What up cuzz? / Whats craccin gangsta?
[Verse 1]
they say I walk around like I got a “S” on my chest / nah that’s a long silver chain that connects a “C” on my chest / I spit some sweet lyrics but my teeth aint rotten / me spittin a weak verse would be like Christopher Reeves c walkin / fucc a marc, im a crip / use my tongue like my clip / fucc a list, I make hits right when you make me pissed / take off my blue chucs and slap ya silly ass dizzy / spit some nasty shit just like 2 niggas kissing / where I be…im comin from straight outta Cali / fuccin with me aint good for ya family / if my names in it, it usually ends in tragedy / you might end up just another innocent casualty / gang bangin I mastered, my gats I flash ‘em / ima ride ‘til I die and layin in a blue casket / im gangsta ‘til I die, livin for the Westside / find me and my niggas high, ridin live in the 619 cuzz
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I stay crippin / I stay crippin / I stay crippin / ‘til the day I die
[Verse 2]
I spit some thug shit just like 2pac Shakur did / c something blue in the store and ima sport it / had big dreams but when I was young my plans were thwarted / my gat comes with a clip and Microsoft supported / take out a second, and blast ya succas something morbid / you gone drop in less than a sec just like the other niggas before did / you have a gun I have a knife…im quicc to put 2 slits to both of ya wrists before you get that shit in sight / throwin up a DUB, im getting ignorant in clubs / corruptin the dance floor with words like “sicc” and “cuzz” / fucc these marcs and bustaz, I got nothing but thug love / stomp the ground in some brand new baby blue chucs cuzz
[Chorus]
[Chorus: 2 x]
what up cuzz? / What up cuzz? / What up cuzz? / Whats craccin gangsta?
[Verse 1]
they say I walk around like I got a “S” on my chest / nah that’s a long silver chain that connects a “C” on my chest / I spit some sweet lyrics but my teeth aint rotten / me spittin a weak verse would be like Christopher Reeves c walkin / fucc a marc, im a crip / use my tongue like my clip / fucc a list, I make hits right when you make me pissed / take off my blue chucs and slap ya silly ass dizzy / spit some nasty shit just like 2 niggas kissing / where I be…im comin from straight outta Cali / fuccin with me aint good for ya family / if my names in it, it usually ends in tragedy / you might end up just another innocent casualty / gang bangin I mastered, my gats I flash ‘em / ima ride ‘til I die and layin in a blue casket / im gangsta ‘til I die, livin for the Westside / find me and my niggas high, ridin live in the 619 cuzz
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I stay crippin / I stay crippin / I stay crippin / ‘til the day I die
[Verse 2]
I spit some thug shit just like 2pac Shakur did / c something blue in the store and ima sport it / had big dreams but when I was young my plans were thwarted / my gat comes with a clip and Microsoft supported / take out a second, and blast ya succas something morbid / you gone drop in less than a sec just like the other niggas before did / you have a gun I have a knife…im quicc to put 2 slits to both of ya wrists before you get that shit in sight / throwin up a DUB, im getting ignorant in clubs / corruptin the dance floor with words like “sicc” and “cuzz” / fucc these marcs and bustaz, I got nothing but thug love / stomp the ground in some brand new baby blue chucs cuzz
[Chorus]