
That Was Then, This Is Now (Explicit) O.F.T.B. (Ft. Kurupt & Snoop Dogg)
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[Intro: BUST STOP]
Ah yeah, we back in this muthafucka
Toast to my nigga Low M.B., my nigga Flipside
And I’m Bust Stop
We got Kurupt from the Dogg Pound in this muthafucka
And I’m sick and tired of all you niggas always hollerin’ about what you did in the past
Muthafucka, the past don’t excite me
That was then, this is now
So save all that bullshit about the past nigga
(That’s right)
[Verse 1: LOW M.B.]
Fuck the past, gotta get my cash
Even if it means gettin’ into your ass
Look into the future, nigga I shoot ya
Run upon your ass, steeltoe boot ya
Straight to the face, murder was the case
If I ever catch your ass gettin’ outta place
It’s ’96 and I ain’t lettin’ shit slide
I’ma ride on anyone of you muthafuckas tryna glide
With the muthafuckin’ Operation
Getto Records takin’ over the whole nation
A.K.A. Death Row, check the flow
(Cutthroat killas and criminals!) Boo!
But we some cold blooded killas
And we ain’t never got caught because we quiet as a caterpillar
So if you ever wanna question our ability
You better bring plenty of artillery
‘Cause we got Hillary in the gut, don’t stand by
For any muthafucka ready to die
Ah yeah, we back in this muthafucka
Toast to my nigga Low M.B., my nigga Flipside
And I’m Bust Stop
We got Kurupt from the Dogg Pound in this muthafucka
And I’m sick and tired of all you niggas always hollerin’ about what you did in the past
Muthafucka, the past don’t excite me
That was then, this is now
So save all that bullshit about the past nigga
(That’s right)
[Verse 1: LOW M.B.]
Fuck the past, gotta get my cash
Even if it means gettin’ into your ass
Look into the future, nigga I shoot ya
Run upon your ass, steeltoe boot ya
Straight to the face, murder was the case
If I ever catch your ass gettin’ outta place
It’s ’96 and I ain’t lettin’ shit slide
I’ma ride on anyone of you muthafuckas tryna glide
With the muthafuckin’ Operation
Getto Records takin’ over the whole nation
A.K.A. Death Row, check the flow
(Cutthroat killas and criminals!) Boo!
But we some cold blooded killas
And we ain’t never got caught because we quiet as a caterpillar
So if you ever wanna question our ability
You better bring plenty of artillery
‘Cause we got Hillary in the gut, don’t stand by
For any muthafucka ready to die
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