Trylogy (Explicit) (其他)

Trylogy - Kurupt

Rainstorm the back of the bank bustin loose like Muggsy

Typhoons Kurupt Calhoun

With a platoon of backwards a** buffoons

Ready to shoot anything that moves

Load to tunes from The Blue Lagoon

Mask on khakis ounced on house shoes

So I'mma start it off skitzin on the first ni**a

Saul here for stacks heard me hear me

Heard that word don't pass the front do'

Before you gotta show em your heart and soul and Desert Eagle fo'

Explode then watch'em fold the other niggas froze

He knew better mask in an all blue sweater

Two pumps ready for a riot

Full Baretta six hostages with a loss of oxygen

Wet as a river sixteen bricks to flip

After I flip these b**ch niggas for they sh*t

I been down with the twist since eighty-six

Hyperactive with a automatic snappin reaction

I'm sick of waitin a thirty-eight I'm jackin for Daytons

Kick the door in for sure double four's ramming

Hollow bandit ready to knock him off if he standing

Position the cannons telegraph the whole parameter

Paralyze anything that walks through perimeter

Cervical veins lacerated lost to missiles

Interrogated and I paraded posted with pistols

Time for war this is when the heart's exposed

Change up the game cocking and sparks explode

I'm a marksman touch of death ten steps to draw

And that's all end to anything before

In a world war off like a Concorde jet

But fool DPG's the set

In a world war this is when the heart's exposed

Change up the game cock sparks explode

Manic-depressive panic and then start skitzing

Not giving a f**k while all y'all bitching

Dis is for all my G's my ho-mies

Flipping birds and serving ki's

I'm with King T and Tha Liks Alkahol-ed it up

Like b**ch get the f**k off my dick

I got pistols pills acid bomb crank

Crystallized coke and limes I don't give a f**k