Check It Out

Check It Out - B-Legit/E-40/Kurupt

Lyrics by：Kurupt/Brandt Jones/Earl Stevens/Marvin Whitemon

Composed by：Kurupt/Brandt Jones/Earl Stevens/Marvin Whitemon

Produced by：Studio Ton

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top top top-big rigga

Check it

Check it out check it out check it out check it

Check it out

Check it out check it out check it out check it

It ain't a cell in this town that can hold me

And **** the task force 'cause them suckas

Tried to fold me scold me

Told me if I move that they was blastin'

Got me to the station hella questions they be askin'

Who's a big baller who supply your crew

Who got them big birdies in the box is it you

I never said a word 'cause nigga I don't do so

You fools got some questions better ask the lawyer Russo

I'm so international and all about my cashional

18 milly irrational speak mice

What you want fool dogg tell me what you need

Bought a couple pints of Hennessey an eighth of ****

It seems time's gettin' shorter

Time to elevate from nickels dimes dubs to quarters

Kurupt B-Legit and 40 Water

Niggas oughta-get to swervin'

Take a hit hit the strip then get to pervin'

Uh squa uh squab music mob music

Ride on a ************ and draw down on his *** in music

The 213 the 41510

Pull a ho without a ************* tug of war

40 Water your playa partner

Ever since the **** I've been a tycoon

Actin' up actin' up

Actin' tough actin' tough

Actin' bad with all kinds of guns and stuff

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

I got a half a ounce and a 'four to bounce

A half a brick to flip large amount accounts

Life as a young nigga with loot don't count

Life as a young nigga with loot turned out

You know it ain't nothin' to it but to do it

Flow like fluid you's included

Pursue it subdue it and run through it

Doin' what I do it's hard to maintain my composure

Ah man they came through with the doja it's on

County ain't the place for the savage

A **** hound dank smoke a nigga 'bout his cabbage

But if I'm ever caught I'mma ride my ****

Divorce my broad but nigga keep my *****

Bury my mail in my momma backyard

Steady poppin' cons to correctional guards

They ***** with my crew 'cause they claim that we be trouble

Them niggas from the V to the H-I double

I'm tryin' to get this party tonight at this motel

A gang of ******* there some more on my voice mail

Bathtub full of the ice and the fifths

My homie K-1 rollin' blunts at the crib

First I take a hit strolls like a ****

The ************* savage with the million dollar limp

Another big day for this timin' *** baller

Hit the block stock in my ninety fin Impala

Let them pipes holla I know I'm lookin' saucy

Nineteen shots sittin' next to my faulty

Stash my notch shake the spot and gets far

***** I'm a ************* rap star

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

From a nickel and dime *** nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga

Open shop with a sixteenth of powder to a whole zip

To a half ham now I'm sittin' kilogram

Niggas 'spect me to the upmost 'cause I'm highly spoken 'bout

Niggas love me 'cause they know I'ms 'bout my paper route

I keeps my lawyers and my bail bondsmen paid

**** for all I know they might decide to raid ****