[repeat 2X] I am, al-ways, there You are, ne-ver, there [over repeat] Heh-heh S.P.I., and Kurupt [Chorus 2X: unknown female singer] I ain't mad at '
niggaz is shynin'/ Your diamonds aint bigger than Simon's muthaphukka/ I'm preparing to pump fear, and I'm fearless as fuck/ The Count Armani Crystal Young Gotti Kurupt
[Kurupt] Yeah, nigga, nigga No disrespect to you East coast The West coast we got heat too We gon' keep it real G'd up (Y.A., Tri, Lil' Kurupt) [Verse
(Instrumental)
motherfucker Fuckin 'round here might get you chipped, motherfucker The homies hittin lick after lick, motherfucker [Kurupt] The Crisis Center was just invaded Niggaz talkin 'bout Kurupt
these streets keep polluting All off the murders and all the shootings All off the hood niggaz trapped and stuck Fucked nigga blame it on Kurupt Or how Tha
[Intro/Chorus One: repeat 2X] Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth) But at the same time
bought him a new sweater [chorus] (slight changes) [Kurupt] Bitch you must got me fucked up With the liquor in your system and your all fucked up You must not know about young Kurupt
are ignored and suckers are banged on (bitch!) Busters get popped in they mouth for nothing (bitch!) Yeah, it's Kurupt Young Gotti, Against the Grain.
