Anarchy ’87 Kurupt

[Intro]
Let's do it
Blaze that shit up then nigga
Stop talking to me
What. What
One thing I know is I'm a keep it hood
Keep it hood nigga
We gonna go against the grain
Fuck it!
We gotta do what we gotta do!
They mad at you nigga. My nigga
Kurupt don got neal harper mutha fucka

[Verse 1]
Walking is ya thing. Get your walk on. If talking is your thing. Get your talk on. Imma make
One thing loud and clear. You ain't gotta go home but get the fuck outta here. Imma do what
I do best chest to toes. Hit all the counters straight to the west coast rolls. Shut up nigga
Peel this mutha fuckas up my nigga. As we ease up front my nigga. Got a rocket in my
Pocket and I'm ready to bust. Got a pocket rocket in my pocket nicks and dust Man
Standing in this bitch high as apple man. The homie down the street heated than an astro
Van. Nigga in the hall fake as as holograms. I travel like Hallmark cards sent from Japan got
Cargo floating sent from Japan. I got K's in boxes shipped from Japan nigga

[Chorus]
Make it what it is. Don't talk be about it. Shut the fuck up. Eat dick nigga on some hood shit
Bitch. Me and Slim in the cut nigga. Always hem it up. Alt ta what bayou. Penagon what nigga
What..
Self Made, Kustapo, Death Row, hostile anarchy '87. Word to Gates 911. Made it what it is
Don't talk be about it. Me and Simon out now I know you bitches can't live without it. Without
It. Without it