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Kurupt

Can't Let That Slide

 

Can't Let That Slide

(album: Kuruption! - 1998)


[Intro: Roscoe & Kurupt]

[Chorus]
This goes out to all y'all telling my bitch what you saw
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Thinking I won't check shit (whaaat?!) or these mouths on records
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Talking shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Well Uh-Uh, Uh
(Say what?!)
Uh-Uh
(Say what?!)
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

[1st Verse: Kurupt]
Early morning
I just awoke
Just took a sip and just took a smoke
The phone rang
Niggas spitting game
The same ol'
Same ol'
Same ol' thang
Talking 'bout life
Talking 'bout bitches
Talking 'bout money...
Cars...
And switches
And all of a sudden he switched talking about some kill shit
'Bout this bitch ass nigga talking some real shit

[Chorus]
This goes out to all y'all telling my bitch what you saw
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Thinking I won't check shit or these mouths on records
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Talking shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Well Uh-Uh, Uh
Well Uh-Uh, Uh
(Say what?!)
(No way!)
(Say what?!)
Uh-Uh
(Say what?!)
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

[2nd Verse: Kurupt]
You know I'm chip-toothed, motherfucker
You about to get slapped like a motherfucking bitch for that
(Say what?!)
You got a lot of rap homie, not to know a nigga
Don't talk a nigga, show a nigga
Don't think it nigga, live it, nigga
Don't run it, nigga
Gun it, nigga
(Man, fuck that!)
Don't fake niggas, quake niggas
I ain't no bitch nigga
(I ain't none)
So don't play me like a bitch nigga
You lil' bitch nigga
Change the switch nigga
Wanna get rich nigga
(Nigga!)
Fuck and make a motherfucking nigga dick itch, nigga
Why you mad at me?
(Why you mad homie?)
Walk without
Talking 'bout what you talking 'bout
You must be that Madd Rapper (hehe)
Puffy and them was talking about
Nigga put a dick in yo mouth
And shut the fuck up!
(Nigga!)
You lil' bitch!
(Bitch!)
I hear you talking but you ain't sayin shit!

[Chorus]
Now this goes out to all y'all (all y'all!) telling my bitch what you saw
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
(Snitch ass niggas!)
They thinking I won't check shit or these mouths on records
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
(Bitch nigga!)
Talking shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

No way!
(Say what?!)
(Say what?!)
Uh-Uh
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Uh-Uh
Uh-Uh
No way!
(Say what?!)
(Say what?!)
(Say what?!)
Bitch!
No way!
Uh-Uh
(Say what?!)
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Uh-Uh
Bounce
(Yo!)
Bounce
Bounce
But no way...
Uh-Uh
Uh-Uh
(Say what?!)
(Say what?!)
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Uh-Uh

[3rd Verse: Roscoe]
If you gonna rob with us, nigga rooob!
If you gonna mash with us, nigga maaash!
Instead we be dumping on cowards and boning out with the cash
So when a nigga run up on you
In a blue ski mask
(Run nigga! Run!)
'Cause I come (Heeeey!) murda yo
Drawing skits
It's like busting a orange
You get terminated
Our rhymes is esquisite
Explicit, and R-Rated
You asking why I'm laughing 'cause it's kinda funny to me
You really think you gonna come and take my money from me?
Well, I can't let that slide
I'm fitting to trip
Pop my Olde English and get into some gangsta shhh!
What's my name?
Roscoe! Roscoe!
My big brah
Kurupt! Kurupt!
And what we do:
We rob! We rob!
And can't let... that slide! that slide!
Nigga... What?!
What?!
What?!
We raw doggs, Cuz

[Chorus]
This goes out to all y'all telling (Nigga!) my bitch what you saw
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Thinking I won't check shit (Ey yo Cuz!), mouths on records
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Talking shit on T.V., bitch up when you see me
Bitch nigga, I can't let that sliiiide!

Uh-Uh
(Say what?!)
(No way!)
(Say what?!)
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

This goes out to all y'all telling my bitch what you saw
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Thinking I won't check shit (Whaaaat?!), mouths on records
Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!
Talking shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga
Bitch nigga, I can't let that sliiiide!

But no way!
Uh-Uh
(Say what?!)
Hell naw, I can't let that sliiiide!
But no way...

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