Here Is Something You Can't Understand (Explicit Version)

Yeah bitch
Dogpound and
Cypress you fuckers
What you think about that?
You brothers dont got it
B-rizzle you know it, fo shizzle
My nizzle, you gon get hizzle
Relax by the kizzle
An go get us a couple hizzles
You dizzles
Yeah with
Muggs What it is
SEN DOOOOO
OOOOOG! Keep it real gangster
Yeah, B-Real, whaddya gotta say? [B-Real]
Bitch you try to spit on, you best get on
Before things start to happen and
I lose my calm,
Cuz I just wanna puff weed and tip my cup (Yeah),
Smoking on a
Kush Weed, not giving a
Fuck, Rhyme
Flow, Mack-o-hoes and stack dough !
But niggas wanna do shit to make me react
So 'Insane In The Brain', let it rain on a bitch nigga
Haning on my chain cuz you wanna be a rich nigga
You can t feel me without the
Braile I m like that shit that will catch you without the
Yale Make busters pale cos they seen too much
But really what they saw was me and
Kurupt [Chorus Repeat 4x] [B-Real]
Here is something you cant understand [Sen Dog]
How I Could
Just Kill
A Man [Kurupt]
Penetentionaries stuffed for centuries
You gotta be real like me and
B-Real See you shoot, you ride but we kill
Concentrate unloadin our steel
Dippin, hit up niggas, yes we will
Riding on niggas that when the ( ?) spilled
Pistols launch off and travel like arrows, animals,
Hannibal (?) and unmanageable
What you gonna get, nigga? (?)
I sic the hot girls on you, so struck by (?)
Get em up drive by,
Watch em gone drive by
Yeah paranoid, we drive by till we die
You niggas really dont know shit,
I treat niggas like hoes when they silly dumb
BIATCH! [Hook 1 - Kurupt (repeat 2x)]
Here is something that they just dont get
I dont give a fuck nigga,
I don t give a shit
Here is something that they just know
Back/Crack to
Fo, creepin through the back door [Kurupt]
I just DOP
E BLAST em... [B-Real] ...
Cos I ain t finished yet
I see remains of someone you aint deminished yet
We re like a pack of *panorama*
In Your *Soul
Assessino*
Attackin you, till there is nothing left for your mama
East side, do or die?
Niggas wanna ride
Hitting switches in the
Cadillac, getting thru real high
Cos we live this, (? ) this, beatin like a pistol whip
Dont pull out ya gat if ya gunna let ya pistol slip [Sen Dog]
Im ignorin all the
DUMB SHIT, cos these vatos cant hang
With the Mad
Dog, nigga, out here runnin thangs
Dump on that ass if you fuck with my business
Stop Pop, and drop all of you witness
Glocks lock, and unlock if you listen
Buck shots, hard stops, no more snitches
Thats what you get when you fuck with the
Real Hardcore
Nigga said 'Pack That Steel' [Chorus 4x] [Kurupt]
Yeah The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans
Invadin the spaces, chucks and fat laces
The 'I Dont Give A Fuck' committees just arrived
With millis and fifty-fives
Homicidally,
Ive seperated the busters
Blasted the snitches, broke the switches
Fucked the bitches, invaded the glitches
Stole the riches, booked the ( ?)
Like fuck ya (?), nigga [B-Real]
Poet in the streets, niggas livin on the edge
We take it to the
Darkside, gettin in your head
While you haunt us like a fed, we twist you like a dreadlock
Has I got to hammer talkin bitches in the bed?
While you fuckin with the
Soul Assassins in the dark town
And all my latin dog-niggas get to hold it down
Now your violatin cos you haters know im waitin
In the silver stack in the parkin lot
With the handle cocked [Hook 2 - Kurupt {Sen Dog} (repeat 2x)]
Here is something, that
I think you just can t understand {
How I could just kill a man!}
And you wonder why and how it is
I could just kill a man {
How I could just kill a man!}
You see, in these streets
I pack my heat cuz should it be for real {
How I could just kill a man!}
And if you think you wanna come and test me, then come deal with my steel {
How I could just kill a man!} [Outro - Kurupt]
You just dont understand
How I could just, kill a man (yeah)
La la la la, la la la la-la