"Way Too Often" as written by Joseph Brooks and Ricardo Brown....
[* DJ scratching *]

Yeah we kind of like that shit, yeah
That's all we do, huh check it

Now what I'm not gettin' exactly (Why you)
Can't understand you can't rock a mic like (I do)
I fuck around with niggas but then they (Try to)
Take advantage and take for granted so I (Slide through)
With the automatic to stay on deck (Dust some niggas)
Always look em' in the eyes can't (Trust a nigga)
I be in penned, we'll be seein' (Soopafly)
Don't be goin' for no shit (Or die)
I be hangin' with niggas that love to do the (Gangsta walk)
When we bust hush, that's (Gangsta talk)
I freak a ho every now and then but (Don't pay)
I'm actin' funny with my money, uh-uh (No way)
If you think you ran into some riches (Wrong way)
Turn around but you can still hit this (Bombay)
I roll around, flip a hood with the (Top down)
Hit the switches for the bitches make it (Drop down)
Jealous niggas playa hatin' can't (Stop the sound)
Askin' where I'm from, hit em' up (Dogg Pound)
And the game that we blast just to (Make tame)
And the weed, alcohol got us (Insane)
You can run but sometime ya gotta (Feel the pain)
We drop the kick bumpin' in yo (System man)

Kurupt - It's like way too often, I keep rockin'
All my niggas and can hear my beat knockin'
Pimp struttin' as I walk in
Say what, all my bitches talkin'

Daz - It's like way too often, I keep rockin'
All my niggas that can hear my beat knockin'
Pimp struttin' out here all my homies hawkin'
At the party all the homies see-walkin'

I make a left on Atlantic then I (Ride by)
Seen my niggas from the Pound so I (Slide by)
Say what's happenin' to them niggas that don't (Know my)
Name and my game, give a fuck I'm (So high)
Ran out to get the plan out the (Swoopty-blue)
What's happenin' crack a nigga with that (Woopty-woo)
Hit the back, shack stepped to this (Rack that crack)
Laid down the game, gangs can't stop (The mack)
I say I'm a pimp and (I am)
Hard on a ho, make her say (Got damn)
They say what chu' want, I say girl (Why tell)
They say give up cash, I say (Eat my gel)
Backed up into my Lincoln that (Be knockin')
I need somebody, rolled up my weed bust a (G-ride)
Roll two joints, a blunt leave the stash (Up front)
While I turn up the beat and give em' (What they want)


Gangstas do all the doin' (Make ends)
And everything that ain't ours (Take in)
I saw you bitches, she wanna eat a (Fat dick)
Make a nigga grip the heat and (Blast shit)
All the homies see-walkin' in the (Parking lot)
We in khakis blast niggas in (Karl Kani)
Nigga this a gangsta party and you ain't supposed to be here
Nigga best to beware, prepared (Look a here)
I'ma tell ya how (G's do)
With the chrome, with the are go (These too)

Soopafly and Kurupt and we're (Back again)
If ya trip then crip, gang bang blood (Drip)
Come equipped or don't come at all to the strip
Or ya might get hit with shit to make ya flip
If that ain't the case, I'ma tell ya to ya face
Let the sun shine on my car, fuck all y'all


[Kurupt ad-libs]

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"Way Too Often" as written by Ricardo Brown Joseph Brooks

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