Light sh#t Up Lyrics – Kurupt
Singer: Kurupt
Title: Light sh#t Up
Yeah, true story know what I’m sayin’
We got the Duck Down family keepin’ it motherf#ckin’ real
Raise the roof up, you hear the truth from Buck
Bee bee eyed Buck does it all, I make your gun jam
Wid shells from my gun, feels like a body slam
g#dd#mn, elemental styles get exposed
Flows from blow slow ya roll sit back and crash the Mo’
And If I gotta bash the hoe, I’ma back slap her throat
Wid Gail luck lightin’ sh#t up, Nort and Roscoe, K.G., the solo
Incognito, spittin’ like motherf#ckin’ torpedoes
Tornadoes, compose, compositions equivalent to collisions
Or contusions, incisions, illusions, glocks
The bomb pop bomb rocks serve all blocks
Or you get all bombed drop where ya pistol punk?
Dump, get slumped, slapped and wrapped pack ram sacked
Shot blazed burned scorched to a crisp, then stripped ah all ya sh#t
Bust it’s penetrated detonated and invaded then I’m out punk
No doubt n#gg#, I’m f#ckin’ out n#gg# survivin’ a drought n#gg#
That’s whats up, n#gg# what we about to tear sh#t up
n#gg# what, we about to light sh#t up
You b#tch you motherf#ckin’ hoe #ss n#gg#
You nuthin’ #ss wanna be somethin’ #ss busta #ss
Quick as I can get my hands on my Mausberg
Sure, rollin’ wid a half ah bird
G’d up, D P G C’d up, O G C’d up original gun clappin’
No captains, no officials, nuthin’ but n#gg#s and pistols
Don’t c#ck just pop, let it go n#gg# pop the pistol
Launch the missile, let is whistle, let it blow n#gg#
Let these n#gg#s know n#gg#
Tear ’em up, gotta let ’em know
We about to tear sh#t up
It’s two shots the deuce is wild
As the clouded smoke, fill up the air Buck wid the red eye stare
Should I stare, hell motherf#ckin’ yeah almost got blinded by a glare
Hollow tips made the metal flare you better beware
Or get hit in ya waist for, wastin’ time
Aggravate ya body when it twist and grind metal to the bone
Crack ya bone travel up ya spine up to ya dome
Follow me home, on a mission where we bone
Sick n#gg#s wear ski masks duck when we blast
Old school sh#t smoke grass
Fill up the glass and the sh#t splash
On my hand then I flick the ash, on the concrete
Take it to the swap meet, c#ck heat
Drop top two seat
You can keep the jeep while I creep
One two three n#gg#
I’m gettin’ dusted, in the back of a six hundred
Like, f#ck it, life’s a b#tch and I love it
All I want is my cash and my bundles
Rock me a show in New York at the tunnel
In Philly respect, Gotham motherf#cka
You talkin’ ’bout money, do you got some motherf#cka?
Hit the form then rock, b#tches in flocks
That’s whats up, n#gg# what we about to tear sh#t up
n#gg# what, we about to light sh#t up
Walk the wrong side of the block
Face the right side of the glock
n#gg# sh#t don’t stop
n#gg# what, we about to light sh#t up
n#gg# what, we about to tear sh#t up
Tear sh#t up n#gg# what we about to light sh#t n#gg# what
Tear sh#t up, we about to light sh#t up Young Gotti
The bee bee eyed n#gg# what you got?
You fake #ss motherf#ckas ah what I’m sayin’
One thing about us and you know what we got in common is, mm
We two CEOs wid motherf#ckin’ leaky flows
Makin’ plenty dough, slow ya motherf#ckin’ roll
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