
That Was Then, This Is Now (Radio) O.F.T.B. (Ft. Kurupt & Snoop Dogg)
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[Intro: BUST STOP]
Ah yeah, Watts up, O.F.T.B. done stepped up in here
This is Low M.B. and this is Flipside
And I’m Bust Stop
We got Snoop Dogg and Kurupt from the Dogg Pound up in here
And we sick and tired of all you fools always hollerin’ about what you did in the past
The past don’t excite me
That was then, and this is now
So Low MB, check these fools
[Verse 1: LOW M.B.]
Forget the past, gotta get my cash
Even if it means I’ma have to blast
Look into the future, hate to have to shoot ya
Run upon you fast, steeltoe boot ya
Straight to the face, murder was the case
If I ever catch a fool gettin’ outta place
It’s ’97 and I ain’t lettin’ nothin’ stop
I’ma ride on anyone of you bustas tryna glide
With the success of the Operation
Getto Records takin’ over the whole nation
A.K.A. Death Row, check the flow
(Cutthroat gangstas, criminals!) Boo!
And we some cold blooded gangstas
But we ain’t never got caught ‘cause we don’t hesitate to bank ya
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 you to hate on the Bottom is just suicide
Ah yeah, Watts up, O.F.T.B. done stepped up in here
This is Low M.B. and this is Flipside
And I’m Bust Stop
We got Snoop Dogg and Kurupt from the Dogg Pound up in here
And we sick and tired of all you fools always hollerin’ about what you did in the past
The past don’t excite me
That was then, and this is now
So Low MB, check these fools
[Verse 1: LOW M.B.]
Forget the past, gotta get my cash
Even if it means I’ma have to blast
Look into the future, hate to have to shoot ya
Run upon you fast, steeltoe boot ya
Straight to the face, murder was the case
If I ever catch a fool gettin’ outta place
It’s ’97 and I ain’t lettin’ nothin’ stop
I’ma ride on anyone of you bustas tryna glide
With the success of the Operation
Getto Records takin’ over the whole nation
A.K.A. Death Row, check the flow
(Cutthroat gangstas, criminals!) Boo!
And we some cold blooded gangstas
But we ain’t never got caught ‘cause we don’t hesitate to bank ya
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 you to hate on the Bottom is just suicide
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