Daz Dillinger

Daz Dillinger - The Ultimate Come Up lyrics

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Yeah  what's up nigga?
 Turn it down nigga  what's going on over there  nigga?
 Damn  that looks like the homeboy (what?)
 That nigga's grabbing!
 Oh shit  there's probably some crazy shit going down in the hood
 Fuck what these niggaz are doing  get that thing man!
 What's up nigga? That's my spot  I'm taking over the spot
 *gunshot* Lay down nigga  Watch out!
 I'ma tie these niggaz up, Bad A$$ on the ride nigga, that's right
 Funny ass niggaz, yeah, uh huh. Bitch ass niggaz
 Daz:
 I see my niggaz on the corner to the 25 deep
 All hustlers, all killers, all raised in the street
 Make sure my heat is in my stash spot
 Gotta watch for my homies and feening for my stacks of rocks
 Watch out for these shells and undercovers (why?)
 They're out to get a motherfucker
 Stop this gangbanging and cocaine, it's some motherfuckers
 Niggaz run up if you want two and watch you get floored
 Get my pistol because I just can't take no more
 I get the gun and then get to running, just like bitches
 Bail out before the cops come, I can't go to prison
 Still dealing and wheeling, on the curb I smoke earth
 Hitting California, nigga, 'cause you heard the word
 It's going down, enemy alert so get your weapon
 Blast three people, step and gunning for more and keep on bailing (say
 what?)
 Get down, get in, get up
 Get your money it's the ultimate come up (that's right)
 It's slanging and banging upon my corner
 Fuck around with this and you might be a goner (yeah)
 Get down, get in, get up
 Get your money it's the ultimate come up (that's right)
 It's slanging and banging upon my corner
 Try to sell your dope and you might be a goner
 Bad A$$:
 I don't fuck with no beats that don't bump, so sounds echo
 Let you stand in my shoes, I loose, so I don't let go
 Check yo bitch, not the pimp, niggaz gained and slipped
 Way below the smarts and just free slaves if you'se a mark
 Might be mad, but nigga, just be hate
 And let the heaven send riders ride, because it's the end
 Beg forgiveness for all your sins, and hope he lets us in
 Until then, live your life to fullest man, get your issues
 Snatch money, catch money, attach the money
 Keep 'em with your fishes, riches
 Laying up with bitches holds a nigga back
 Greedy assholes only wanna hold a nigga's stack
 You'll fall, sure, bounce back, hit a jack, get a sack
 Told the corner I used to work on "I'm back"
 For you can slang out your sack, and get away and feel right
 Black and white, crack down them sirens and lights...
 Daz:
 But all night we get down, get in, get up
 Get your money it's the ultimate come up
 It's slanging and banging upon my corner
 Fuck around with this and you might be a goner, nigga
 Get down, get in, get up
 Get your money it's the ultimate come up
 It's slanging and banging upon my corner
 Wear the wrong type of colors and you might be a goner, nigga
 MC Eiht:
 Get in where I fit in, like Too $hort
 Dip in, in a (???) Six Black Supersport
 Automatic nines I took, Colombian neck tie
 Whatever's the death threat, it's still do or die
 Don't ask why, sipping on (???)
 For Christie, you catching the blues like Misty
 Me and my nigga Daz for the cash to any degree
 Chase to, not the molester, the one who gets the cheese
 Got it coming from oversees
 Blunt your whole neighborhood, so nigga please
 Better be nervous 'cause my finger's ready to squeeze, and that's no
 joke
 Gang of cash in my stash, with bitches to poke
 No one can do it better (no one can do it better), haha
 Your chest is getting wetter (your chest is getting wetter)
 I be the piper, run all the reps out of town
 The spot's taking over, click click, nice to know ya (for sure)
 Daz:
 We get down, get in, get up
 Get your money, nigga, the ultimate come up (yeah)
 It's slanging and banging upon my corner
 Fuck around with this and you might be a goner, nigga
 Get down, get in, get up
 Get your money, nigga, the ultimate come up (yeah)
 It's slanging and banging upon my corner (right)
 Fuck around with this and you might be a goner, nigga
 Daz, Bad A$$, MC Eiht:
 Chop it up nigga, yeah
 Straight from the motherfucking streets of the ghetto (West Side)
 If you're out there selling your shit (yeah), stand up
 Get your rifle nigga, get your money nigga
 Get your money nigga, lay low, lay low
 Lay low nigga (that's right)
 I gives a fuck, I don't give a fuck, let's ride
 Yeah (West Side), I don't give a fuck
 Yeah, we don't give a fuck
 My nigga Daz in the house, Eiht in the house, yeah
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Death Row Records (2)

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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