KID_FROST LYRICz

Kid Frost- Diamonds and Pearls Lyrics

f/ Cameosis, Roger Troutman

[Roger Troutman]
Baby.. I can give you the world..
Baby baby baby - even diamonds and pearls
Do you want it?

[Kid Frost]
Been around the world once, met every girl twice
Never seen nobody that was so damn tight
None of them come close to you
I'm bouts to take you on a rendezvous
Let me set you out with platinum ice
Give me all that sugar and spice
Take a chance with me, roll the dice
So let's step baby, live the life

[Cameosis]
Baby, you got me feelin all shy
Got a stomach full of butterflies
Wanna get down, but not on the first night
Nigga tight, got five on the gas
Can I ride with you? Wanna be your Boo
Like the things you do
Wanna take it slow when I do the do witchu
Can't no other girl do what I'm about to do to you
Way SexyCool

[Roger Troutman]
Baby.. (baby)
I can give you the world (ooh give you the world)
Baby baby baby (ooh baby) even diamonds and pearls
Do you want it?
Let me lick it up and down (all up and down)
Let me see you move that body round and round (all around)
Baby now let me know if you're really down (oh really down)
C'mon let me know if you want it (oh yea I want it)

[Kid Frost]
Give you the world, and everything in it
Diamonds and pearls, my world so exquisite
P&J Polo with the the chain to match
Cartier no strings attached
Be my lady I'll rub your back
Need a Benz? I'll pay for that
Keep it comin girl, turn me on
and we gon' sex til the break of dawn

[Cameosis]
It's a match, not a mismatch
Want you to get attached to the black cat
I can look into your eyes and see you want that
I ain't nuttin like the next biatch
Let me show you where my head at
Shotgun in an Northstar Cadillac
Sweet black diamond hit it from the back Jack
Ooh baby, youse a star
Break me off a piece of that Kit-Kat bar

[Roger Troutman]
Baby.. (babyyyy)
I can give you the world (ooh give you the world)
Baby baby baby (baby baby baby baby) even diamonds and pearls
Do you want it?
Let me lick it up and down (all up and down)
Let me see you move that body round and round (all around)
Baby now let me know if you're really down (I'm so down)
C'mon let me know if you want it (yea I want it)

[Cameosis]
You want me, bring it over now
Take my clothes off Mista Baby hit the ground
Hear that clappin sound?
Time for me to break you down
Be cryin in my nicky now
Make your head spin round and round
When I first met you you had a frown
But look at you now, got a big smile on your face
Wanna take me place to place
Dip me down in satin and lace
Fancy clothes and diamond rings
are the things that money do
Cheap wine, Moet, and Cristal
Apartment houses to the penthouse
Cover me in fur from the neck to my toes
While I postpone when the nights is cold
Dedicate you a cut on the radio
Bout to put this love thang into cruise control

[Kid Frost]
Give it to me girl damelo
Penthouse is the Vallagio
Plushed out with the matchin robes
Celeb jet when it's time to roll
Big ball and that's all I know
V.I.P. that's how I G
Versace that's all I see
Me and you we was meant to be
Do a show bout a quarter to ten
Take your keys to the Range or Benz
You can floss, bring all your friends
Ain't nuttin but a money thing, major ends
Backstage and it's off the hook
All my homies is G's and crooks
Suited up and the party's live
Diamonds and pearls, won't you step into my world

[Roger Troutman]
Baby.. (baby)
I can give you the world (come on and give me the world)
Baby baby baby (ooh baby) even diamonds and pearls
Do you want it?
Let me lick it up and down
Let me see you move that body round and round
Baby now let me know if you're really down
C'mon let me know if you want it

[Kid Frost speaking over last four lines]
Yeah
This record right here is dedicated to
one of the biggest influences on hip-hop, and R&B
The late great, Roger Troutman
Rest in Peace homey, yeah..

[Cameosis]
You can show me that you want it
If you put some diamonds on it
I will let you come into my world..
(diamonds and pearls)
You can show me that you want it
If you put some diamonds on it
I will let you come into my world..
(diamonds and pearls)
Ooh yeah

[Roger Troutman]
Baby!

Kid Frost- East Side Rendezvous Lyrics

[intro] 
Homeboy 1 Hey there goes that mother fucker kid Frost. (whistle) 
Homeboy 2 Hey Frost come here ese! 
Frost What's up? 
Homeboy 1 Hey what's up holmes? 
Homeboy 2 What's up how you doing? 
Lady Hey guys! 
Little Girl Hi Guys!!! 
Homeboys 1 2 and Frost Hey what's up? 
Lady Hi Guys! 
Homeboy 2 Hey Frost I want to introduce you to one of the homeboys 
from 
the nieghborhood. This is Little School. School, that's Kid Frost. 
Frost - What's up, holmes? 
Little School - Hey Frost, bust an old school jam! 
Frost - Alright little homie, yeah. Heh Heh! 
[Verse 1 - Frost] 
Q-vo, aqui estoy, yeah it's the big boy 
down with the homegirls, down with the homeboys 
kicking back, listening to a Huggy Boy rola 
waiting for the night to hit so we can find some cholas 
I told you I'll come back in nine tray 
bumpin' in my six tray 
cruising in the calle 
I gots my parle 
horale ese 
cause when I do it, I do it all day (all day) 
and then I come back again 
with another stack to spin 
on all my friends 
and now I get my gangster roll on 
brand new clothes on 
and so on and so on 
and now I need to beat the flow on 
here it is right here Frost man go on 
yeah it's smoke going out with a bang 
cause it ain't nothing but a family thing, yeah 
[chorus - Rich Garcia] 
It's a family affair 
It's a family affair 
It's a family affair 
It's a family affair 
[verse 2 - Frost] 
Oye vato, what's up loco? 
check out the style of my vocal 
and take a look and see what the cab dropped in 
one big bad ass mexican 
and I'm ready for anyone, down for anything 
and I can pass any test that many bring 
vatos wanna know where I'm from 
I'm from the varrio East Los Aztlan 
and ain't no nieghborhood can mess with that 
cause it ain't where your from it's where you're at, now 
chavalillos in the park after dark 
and the hoodlums run scared when the dogs bark, so 
get out the nieghborhood and don't look back 
because I cut no slack when I'm holding a tech 
and it's all about backing up your last name 
we in the same game, it's a family thing 
[chorus] 
It's a family affair (me and la familia) 
It's a family affair (always) 
It's a family affair (together forever) 
It's a family affair (ooh yeah) 
[verse 3 - Frost] 
Kid Frost back and I'm down 
and my familia is anyone whose skin is brown 
Rancheros and the trucks so the grey vans 
taggers in the alley with a bag full of spraycans 
here come the jura gotta bail out 
and even them ..?.. and the cops bug they sell out 
the cholos the cholas who ain't soft 
it's the mean mafioso gangster Frost 
comin' at ya, don't try to slam me 
cause mexicans always got a big ass family 
the quetes, the valas, the Chevy Impalas 
the gang bang cycles with the media collars 
so if you're brown you're down, so stay proud 
and remember no busters allowed 
cause the mexican people is a big ass gang, yeah 
it's a family thing, huh 
[chorus] 
It's a family affair (hey now now yeah) 
It's a family affair (me and la familia) 
It's a family affair (It's a family affair) 
It's a family affair (la la la la la la la) 
It's a family affair (kicking it with the homegirls) 
It's a family affair (kicking it with the homeboys) 
It's a family affair (all night, all night, all day) 
It's a family affair (all day, having a good time, yeah) 
It's a family affair (eeeee) 
It's a family affair (en la familia) 
It's a family affair (together, together) 
It's a family affair (forever, always) 
It's a family affair

Kid Frost- Homicide Lyrics

(Verse 1)

Quihubo aqu� estoy and I'm soy Kid Frost 
Yo soy jefe mat�n yes the Big Boss 
A pocos lowly 
Is for da balas 
I'm puttin' in your face and U won't say 'Nada' 
Vatos cholos you call as what you will 
You say we are assessins si U wanna kill 
Is it my brother be a nastyboy and go 
Si en da street hold all betters 
Chicanos and a brand I proud 
Guantes chingazos simon se desquitan 
Rigth now in the dirt 
What's da matter? Are you afraid, you gonna get hurt? 
I'm with my homeboys, --- my camaradas 
Keepin' back my millaje, y pa mi no vale nada 
Yo soy ching�n ese 
Like Al Caponne ese 
Controlo a todos solo never try to swept me 
Some of you don't know what's happenin' que pasa 
Now for you, give me, wait... 
Cuz this is for La Raza...

(Chorus) 
This for La Raza, Raza... (x 2)

(Verse 2)

The form to I'm speakin' is not descaro 
Y sabes que loco? Yo soy muy malo 
Tu no sabes nada y yo vienes haloh 
Beginin' in the head to many times with the palos 
Still you are trying to act cool, with that shit no 
It's so cool, I'm the cool, you are culo 
Is just the big we can takin' and ever 
... you're the lava 
Your own barrio isn't backin' wa 
Be just lookin' your ass 
And call to your prover 
And so I'm lookin' aleft es lo que pasa... 
he he... yeah... this is for La Raza... 
Raza, raza...

(Verse 3)

Crusin' en la calle, I hate for the bolo 
No want to go with me, so I have to go solo 
And when I go out alone... attack 
I touch all that cheladas when I don't wanna absttrack 
Everytime that I pack my piss, I pull all that quick 
All the nazis desease 
Just like a song when the 18 bullet 
Got my finger on a triker, I'm not afraid to pull it 
If this bara had a not say 'mafiosos' 
When you pull it away, no seas stupid, eres baboso 
Si en then don't you know what's happenin' que pasa... yeah...

This is for La Raza... 
Raza... (x 2)

Kid Frost- I Got Pulled Over Lyrics

f/ ALT, MC Eiht

( *police radio* )

[ police ] 
There they go over there!
Aw man, shit!
I gotta get up off my ass and go chase these cholo muthafuckas
I hate those fuckin Mexicans

[ VERSE 1: Kid Frost ]
I'm always gettin caca from the blaca
The b.g. hooter always pull me over
Take me out the rafla, sit me on the curb 
...and then they look me over
They ask about my beeper, I'm not a dope dealer
This is the Cherokee 4 wheeler
If I was sellin drugs
To all of the street thugs
Yo, I don't mean to brag
But I'd be drivin in a Jag
I wouldn't be hittin the Eastside lowridin
I'd be in Hollywood or Venice Beach high-profilin
And all that shit
And I happen to play along with your stupid little skip
But I'll just kick it
Yo, go ahead and write your ticket
But hey yo, Mr. Officer, you know where you can stick it
I say this to myself, I let him do his thing
Or he might beat me down just like he beat down Rodney King
I got pulled over

[ police ] Hey, don't that truck look familiar?
Yeah, that Cherokee over there?
I think that belongs to that fat fuck ah -
...that La Raza muthafucka
Let's go fuck with him

Hey buddy, hey!
Alright, you fuckin...
Get your fuckin fat ass out the car!

[ VERSE 2: MC Eiht ]
It's 12 o'clock, late at night, I grab my keys
Kid Frost put me up with a skeez
So I roll a blunt to go
On that late night hype, who gives a fuck about five-o?
I'm knowin that they're schemin, but fuck it
Cause they cop car's a goddamn bucket
Geah, I ain't sweatin shit, check the Eiht
So they run a make on my goddamn plates
So I hit the next corner real slow
Low, here it go
The same old routine because of my car, black
Mistaken identity for slingin that dope sack
And just because Compton's my playground
They want a nigga like E to stay way down
But I done had enough with harrassin
Like I said, one time still gafflin
I know they up to no damn good
Jackin a nigga, cause I'm seen in the hood
But I best switch from a Benz to a Nova
To prevent them from pullin me over

[ police ] 
Pull your ass over and get on the sidewalk, lock hands and feet
You know the routine, nigga
Yeah, nigga, you rollin down Alondra like you own this muthafucka
Where the sack at, muthafucka, where the sack?

[ Eiht ] 
The sack? 
Nigga, ain't no sack
The only sack is my nutsac
You got the MC Eiht mixed up with these other clockers
Get off the dick, muthafucka

[ VERSE 3: ALT ]
ALT, that's me, I'ma flex again
The hooter, they were dyin to shoot another Mexican
So I learn: if I don't wanna burn
Then I pass up my exit, cause I'm afraid to turn
And if I don't, then that pig'll be vicious
Cause every hispanic at night is suspicious
I'm thinkin to my mind that I can hardly bare it
I heard 'Fuck the Police', but they forgot about the sheriffs
And if I said it, then I might get beat down
And I ain't goin out by a clown in a brown gown
They ain't passin, no time for dashin
Looked in my mirror, I seen red lights flashin
He had his hand on his gun on his hip
And when he walked up, yo, that dumb fuck tripped
He was pissed, he said that I gave him some lip
So he busted me, now I'm in custody
He called my mother and he said he'd knock me silly, but
Then I felt the crack of his muthafuckin billyclub
Another night with a nurse looking over my shoulder
Just because I got pulled over

[ police ] Hey, Honcho
Get your taco-eatin ass out of the car
What's your fuckin name?
[ ALT ] I'm ALT, but what the fuck did I do?
[ police ] Get your fuckin ass over there on the curb
What's the bitch's name?
[ ALT ] Hey man, don't call my old lady a bitch

[ police radio ]
All units code 461 
24 Hollywood Boulevard
Suspects in custody

Kid Frost- La Familia Lyrics

You got no fuckin' idea what La Raza means 
It's about our people out there working 
Surviving with pride and dignity that's La Raza 
It's all goin' down this year 
My 'Lac's in gear and I wiped off my tattoo tears 
A lot of things have changed since '90 
I got a lot more homeboys and gente behind me 
And this time you just can't stop it 
No tellin' what might happen 
When your kids get a copy of the '95 remix 
We in the casa, we did it for La Raza 
Because it's all brand new, it's updated 
You see my Cherokee's a 'Lac 
And my spokes are gold plated 
I'm hittin' side to side 
There's a lump in my throat 
But I just can't swallow my brown pride 
I'm like an eagle with a snake in his mouth 
And a brown fist represents Frost in the house 
Comin' back hard on the rap scene 
It' all about the red, white, and green 
Yeah 
Here I go again, and I'm bound to win 
Because I'm proud of the color of my skin 
You see I'm kinda like De La Hoya 
I'm filled with the spirit of an Aztec Warrior 
And that means you better not mess with me 
This is Frost, the capital E-L-C 
I'm hittin' switches like back in the video 
I'm that same fool that you seen five years ago 
I still cruise, I paid my dues 
And the only thing new is some more tattoo 
It's that Mexican sound, that makes it brown 
I'm stompin' in my Nikes and I'm all creased down 
Out in El Paso, up through Chicago 
Even in Manhattan they beggin' for a Latin 
Cities like Miami is waitin' for another jam 
I rocked Mexico but called it the Motherland 
Yeah 
Man, I think I came up with a solution 
And the answer is Brown Revolution 
So pump your fist to this 
And wave your Mexican flag 
And be proud that your khaki's sag 
I'm here to set the record straight 
And clean up the slate 
All player haters headed upstate 
They hate to see me bouncin' through East Los 
Or coolin' in my house on the hill on the West Coast 
Or hangin' with the veterano OG's 
And hearin' all the stories of the '70's 
Like how the boulevard used to be 
And how they had values in '73 
But now I'm livin' in a new era 
And survivin' in the '90's is sheer terror 
Some of you don't know what's happening 
Que pasa? 
It's 1995 and this is still for La Raza 
Yeah 
This is for La Raza 
It's 1995 and this is still for La Raza

Kid Frost- La Raza Lyrics

[Featuring O.G. Enius A.L.T.] 
[Intro Diane Gordon] 
(chanting ahh) 
[Verse 1 Frost] 
I just woke up thank god it's friday 
fire up the lac and hit the highway jump 
to the carwash so we can hit them whitewall tires 
Sedan DeVille sitting on L.A. Wires 
and it's gotta be 80 degrees 
I got a check in my pocket for 15 G's 
hit the first interstate now I'm straight 
stop at the record store to pick me up an old school tape 
back in my ride see the spin of the tires 
Kid Frost rolling bumping Earth, Wind, & Fire 
it feels good holding 15 grand 
so I parked the Sedan and I strolled in the green spans 
give me a pair of your 50 30 
cascades cortes that are jet black 
hoodie headed back home got geed up fool 
it's an eastside rendezvous yeah yeah 
[Chorus - Diane Gordon] 
Come on and roll with me 
on that late night rendezvous 
come on and roll with me 
like them OG's do 
Come on and roll with me 
on that late night rendezvous 
come on and roll with me 
like them gangstas do 
[Verse 2 - O.G. Enius] 
Now who beat that brand new daddy of the year 
I swear baby we're going to take you there 
it's me that eastside G you never heard of 
with A.L.T. and them folks getting much love 
through the neighborhoods through the city 
woofers in the back bumping do wah ditty yeah 
drop a line to them hookers for their info 
pack their smokes LA capping with their khackis low 
because we're some true playas bandits 
got them hinas at the hotel and they can't stand it 
I got that sexual healing on them 
36 double deuce 36 and I'm feeling on them 
ooh eee I see 
she got it going on like a true whiz gee 
but I'm a stay true 
P-I-M-P from the eastside 
[chorus] 
[Verse 3 - A.L.T.] 
Now it's friday night and everything's all right 
so just sit back relax and enjoy the flight 
see A.L.T. hitting corners in the 63 
now I'm straight rendezvousing through the SGV 
as the 18's blast pop the the tape in the dash 
bumping old school flues like Teddy Pendergrass 
I can feel the heat coming out from underneath my seat 
I never heard the word defeat 
it's the middle of july so it's hot 
I think of Kid Frost he's been courting at the G spot fool 
Frost said I hope the one time don't stop ya 
I don't give a damn I'm sipping Malibu and Vodka 
I'm on that San Bernardino 
In the fast lane because baby got some hinas out in Chino 
and you know that I'm a G'd up fool 
it's an eastside rendezvous when I loud 
[chorus] 
[(chanting ahh)]

Kid Frost- Mi Vida Loca Lyrics

[intro Prince Teddy] 
What is time? Time is when a man is trying to make time with your 
woman 
but your doing time behind bars and your time is standing still. Yo 
Frost kick it to these people for real you know what I'm saying? 
[verse 1 Frost] 
Time sits through the hour glass through night and day 
and I watch as the games people play 
It's like do unto others than split 
and if you can't back up what you say then you ain't shit (yeah) 
I've seen the manifestations of the street 
so why can't I confess what I see on a drumbeat 
like just last night (yo what happened) 
I watched these two vatos get in a crazy fight 
one of them was quick to pull a knife 
he stabbed him in the heart and now he's doing life 
in prison at the age of 21 (yeah) 
living on death row cause he couldn't let go 
caught in the web of violence (damn) 
roll deep when they creep, and move in silence of the lambs (yo) 
a tattooed tear dropped as the iron gates slam 
[chorus - Bill Withers & Frost] 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Anytime, hey - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine, Anytime - Bill Withers 
[verse 2 - Frost] 
Damn, damn ain't that a shame? 
you're lost so take the caution don't play the game 
should've listen to the Frost when I was trying to come across to you 
but no you didn't think (sucker) 
you just keep getting yourself more deep until you sink 
so there's no one else to thank but yourself 
so go ahead take bow for a job well done 
but you'll never see the day of the sunshine or the fun times 
just the old days and your old ways 
corrupt and wicked 
out there doing dirt, instead of just kicking it 
pow pow bang bang and all that noise (yeah) 
yeah you and all your homeboys 
take time to read between the lines 
cause ain't no sunshine 
[chorus] 
[verse 3 - Frost] 
(yo kid) I know about being macho 
callin' the shots the big time head honcho (yeah) 
but here's something even more gacho 
one of my homeboys is your old lady Sancho 
yo shit happens 
I know the lights of all these people right as I'm rapping 
while you sit in a cell writing a letter 
saying when you get out, your things will be better (right) 
but man she couldn't wait 
so she's going out on a date 
with every Tom, Dick, and Harry 
and if you ask me, your shit's getting scary 
so how you gonna handle this 
when your home's in Los Angeles 
acting so scandalous 
yo, you can't blame her you didn't take the time 
and now, ain't no sunshine 
[chorus] 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
That's for you, '92 you know what I'm saying? - Prince Teddy 
Anytime, yeah - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine - Frost 
Ain't no sunshine, Anytime - Bill Withers 
Damn - Frost 
[interlude - Prince Teddy] 
So if you don't wanna do no time, you better take time to try to draw 
the line you know what I'm saying? Or you're gonna be the next fool in 
line 
doing time, you know what I'm saying? Like my man said... 
[chorus] 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't no sunshine fool - Prince Teddy 
Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
Ain't nothing happening up there you know what I'm saying? - Prince 
Teddy 
Ain't no sunshine, Anytime - Bill Withers 
Yo, me and Frost is out of here, Peace - Prince Teddy 
There just ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers 
(laughing)

Kid Frost- No Sunshine Lyrics

Intro: 
[Frost]: This is a dramatization. The names have been changed to 
protect 
the innocent ones not involved in the stories I'm about to tell. So 
listen up and listen up well. Here are the true accounts and incidents 
and still to me it makes no sense. Ignorance is a major role but 
here's a fact I feel you can ignore no more. 
Verse One: Frost 
Homicide on the murder scene 
Another frustrated gang related senseless slaying 
Victim: a young product of the project system 
The sad fact is nobody's gonna miss him 
True, a few may stand in disbelief, but 
The majority will sigh a relief 
Because of the fact he was a menace to society 
And gang violence was his first priority 
So, now you take a look to see what this abouta 
Someone quicka with the trigga, straight cold shot him 
Dead, in a puddle of blood he lay, 
Another typical day in the streets of L. A. 
Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene 
Verse Two: Frost 
Ho-Homicide, and just for trying to act brave 
Tryin' to be a hero sent you to a early grave 
The violent death, it took place at around six 
And eyewitnesses say that it went like this, 
There was this lady who was chillin' in a alley 
Positive I.D. included that her name was Sally 
Sally had just got off the bus from a job, 
When she met three young thugs who decided to rob 
A man heard the screams comin' from her mouth 
Ran down the deserted alley just to check it out 
And when he came across the scene, 
He knew what was happenin', but by then it was too late 
The thugs started blastin' 
Now, asked in this situation, exactly what would you do? 
If you heard someone screaming, would you go to the rescue? 
My man, he tried, that's hwo he died 
He was shot right between the eyes 
Tryin' to do a good deed, shoot, that could've been me 
I'm glad I'm not the one who must explain this to his family 
Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder 
scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Break it down! 
Verse Three: Frost 
Homicide, it's also know as manslaughter 
It can be a father, mother, son, or daughter 
It can happen at anyplace, at anytime 
It can happen as I'm runnin' down this rhyme 
First degree murder, blood flows red 
One day you're alive, the next day, you're dead 
Nobody seen nothin', the suspect fled 
Shot on the spot with a bullet to the head 
As soon as it happened, everybody broke 
Nobody seen nothin', and of course nobody spoke 
Bein' questioned, it doesn't pay to rat-a-tat-tat 
For if you rat, you might too get the gat, 
And get added to the list of those who fatally died 
In the statistics, that's known as homicide 
Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder 
scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder 
scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene 
Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder 
scene 
Ho-Homicide 
Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene

Kid Frost- Outlaws Lyrics

f/ King T, Kurupt

[Kid Frost]
We toss the heinas in the back, through the sun rooftop
Blowin big out green, check out my gangsta tint
Me and King T, with a fifth of Hennessey
And the homey Kurupt about to blow shit up
So roll shit up, if you got a sack of that good
Have you trippin like some sherm when we bounce through yo' hood
We make it happen, from the nickel plate to the platinum
It's real shit, think of it, just musical rappin

[Kurupt]
Check it out
I'ma tell you what it is when you're fuckin with a gangsta like me
Throw some gold feet on the MC
Bounce up and down the street with a trunk full of beats
Swervin up a one-way, dippin on a Sunday
Not givin a fuck nigga Frost and Kurupt
Nigga motherfuck a bitch nigga, dip and hit a switch nigga
Whatchu wann' do, blaze a ounce with a nigga
Blaze up a stick and bounce with a nigga

You fuckin with some outlaws
(gangstas/what) packin on pistolas
Eses load up, with them East side soldiers
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town
{repeat 2X}

[King T]
Man let the summer begin
The heat excites the east siders
Ain't nothin but G's and lowriders
Dippin in the tightest, indoed out, benzoed out
Fool we got the Henn no doubt
My friends show out, we stack up ends and roll out
Make sure the chronic smoke blows out
Them tricks got no clout, cause they hatin how we serve it
Don't test T-Loc it ain't worth it, I serve it

[Kurupt]
I'm tired of these bitch made niggaz
Actin like they comin through with hammers and triggers
I'll pull your whole card, nigga you ain't hard
Your homey's a bitch on the left with dick on his breath
I make fo's hop, what the fuck do you do
I done smacked around bitch niggaz just like you
A gangsta's a gangsta and that's all I'll be
What you wanna do homey, chest blew through homey

You fuckin with some outlaws
(gangstas/bitch) packin on pistolas
Eses load up, with them East side soldiers
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town
{repeat 2X}

[Kurupt]
Get high, fuck erything I'm blastin on site
Throwin up the hood for life
Movin in loco-motion, heated cause it's on
These niggaz done came through and invaded the zone

[Kid Frost]
Now ain't no mercy when we dealin with these putos
Ask the homey Kurupt, he said the feelin is mutual
We lay em down on site, on GP
Hit em up for la raza and for DPG

[Kurupt]
I got a cannon for the bustaz, fuck the world
Gangstas and cascades, perms and curls
The M-16's bitches, 16 switches
Impalas, drops and pop collars

[King T]
And ain't nuttin changed, still standin by the bar
Drunk as a motherfucker, shinin like a star
And if you took a glance let me tell you what you saw
A god damn fool, yes yes y'all

You fuckin with some outlaws
(gangstas/..) packin on pistolas
Eses load up, with them East side soldiers
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town
{repeat 2X}

Kid Frost- You Ain't Right Lyrics

Ahh... 
I'm here and it's clear I'm gonna flow so yo black
Just get on up or yo get the bozak 
Cuz it ain't Kojak or Dr. Suess
It's the kid muther fucker and I'm gonna get loose 
Cuz I got the juice to spruce and get nice and
so enticing strong like a bison 
Ruff like brandy and no one knows
that I got more riffs than Randy Rhoads 
Smash, slash and when I trash I bash
I get ill I chill but u don't know the half 
I trip I rip and though I think I'm slick
I'm nothin but a funky country hick 
But I still get down with a sound that pumps
and u can hear me from the trucks and the trunks that bump 
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
although I've tried every method just to get high 
L.S.D. is what I'm trippin on
And O.E. bitch is what I'm sippin on 
A big fat booty's what I'm grippin on
but for now I'm gonna rock and keep rippin on 
Down to the muther fuckin A.M.
as I co bump and jump and keep the crowd in mayhem 
No brain no pain...Now c'mon yall and tell me what's my name
3 sheets 2 the wind is the state I'm in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin 
Taggin hoes gettin lots of trim
gettin jocks and props for all the spots I rock 
I'm true I'm blue like Captain Kangaroo
and for the few who knew yo I'm a bang for you 
Becuz the Kid Rock ain't no bitch yo
and I ain't no radio wanna get rich ho 
So count my props you can't get with me and fuck all u cops u ain't shit to me 
But hoes with guns playin hard for fun
so stay off my dick becuz I ain't the one 
And for anyone tryin to bust me up
U better chill with that tryin to fuck me up 
And if you're talkin shit I'm gonna shut ya up
and all ya wack D.J.'s I'm gonna cut ya up 
Cuz I don't give a fuck about no one
and when I wax I tax and that's just how it goes son 
Yo ain't no sucker
Cuz I'm the kid.."rock muther fucker" 
Straight from Mo-town and I won't slow down
I cease the cheese M.C,'s I moe down 
And I show no shame cuz I'm down for mine
now tell me what's my name 
It ain't Eric Clapton and this ain't slowhand
I'm the kid ya dig and I'm a rock the whole land 
Cuz no man can make a track this grand
and if you know what I know than just....

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