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reason - kurupt lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
tell that n-gga p, close the door while we cookin’ up
west coast
god sent this one
reason
look
word up, kurupt
look
look, look

[verse 1]
said if i ever gave a f-ck about a b-tch
sh-t, i’d always be broke my n-gga, wait
i do this for the hope, my n-gga
kobe bryant, i’ma go down as the goat, my n-gga
it’s del amo on this b-tch
i learned to talk that sh-t from rosetta stone
life a little rocky, get his pebbles on
but word to thick wallets, i never fold
now wait up, my life movin’ quick, had to slow it like a changeup
but never change up, just focus on gettin’ change up
tell them n-ggas we want every penny, n-gga, change us
but pray that never change us
young n-gga been starvin’, feel like my stomach squeezin’ in this motherf-cker
game changed since they let reason in this motherf-cker
i’m in a different zone, that’s why i rip sh-t, motherf-cker
colin powell, i was the first n-gga in this motherf-cker
wait, my zone that is, had to heighten my senses
my music travellin’, it’s risin’, it pivot
kurupt said don’t give a f-ck about no hoe, no power to b-tches
i’m only known for the d, i’m iguodala with the b-tches, like d-mn
my time comin’, i just stare at the clock
they don’t f-ck with you when you cold, but they hate when you hot
it’s like guardin’ steph curry, be prepared for the shots
well let ’em come, ’cause i’m comin’ for spots

[interlude]
reason they never gave a f-ck about a b-tch
n-gga, sh-t
these n-ggas is b-tches too, they all these females though
yeah
real sh-t
real sh-t

[chorus]
said if i ever gave a f-ck about a b-tch, i’d always be broke
never had no f-ckin’ indo to smoke, wait
this for the hope, my n-gga
kobe bryant, i’ma go down as the goat, my n-gga, wait
give a f-ck about a b-tch (about a b-tch)
sh-t i’d always be broke
sh-t i’d always be broke, sh-t i’d always be broke, sh-t i’d always be broke

[verse 2]
look, i need the money n-gga, i’m dumb thirsty
west coast n-gga, smoke n-ggas, k!ll ’em and fit ’em all into one he-rs-
music, the “i” before “e”, n-gga it come first
i put everything in it, this a truck verse
i’m done with the speeches, say f-ck being vegan
’til n-ggas bring it when it come to the beefin’
’cause uncle taught me that these haters like waiters, boy, they come when you eatin’, sh-t
make sure that they got a full clip, flow hotter than four whips
with windows stuck and no ac, a thick jacket and timbos tucked
jeans gettin’ f-cked by two ratchet, thick ho sl-ts
one ridin’ on top with us, you get it, the flow hot n-gga
these punches like light-skinned b-tches, picture how quickly i drop n-ggas
music game like cop k!llers, we need a good reason or it’s good riddance
these good writtens will get me out of a hood sentence
young n-gga, bad intentions but good livin’
hittin’ the booth like home cookin’, my foot in it
i’m warmin’ up, i’m just havin’ fun with n-ggas
not denzel, but i’ve been watchin’ tons of n-ggas since my training days
born in south central, but tryna pave a way
to make it out the trap, i feel like david blaine
n-ggas fakin’ just to make a couple hits
i ain’t gang bangin’, f-ck them politics
and i still ain’t gave a f-ck about a b-tch
and they know that i didn’t talk
top five in the west, n-gga, know that i’m in it
n-ggas been at it eight years, they can’t hold a position
this is year two, you know that i’m different
the coldest of writtens
i laugh a n-gga sellin’ out to get they name up
i’m a hunnid dollar bill, i don’t change much
a lot of faith, hard work gon’ make us rich
swear to christ, ain’t a n-gga cold as this
and i still ain’t give a f-ck about a-
b-tch n-gga

[interlude]
yeah
there you have it
there you have it

[chorus]
look, swear if i ever gave a f-ck about a b-tch, i’d always be broke
never had no f-ckin’ indo to smoke, wait (wait)
this for the hope, my n-gga
kobe bryant, i’ma go down as the goat, my n-gga, wait
give a f-ck about a b-tch, swear i’d always be broke
give a f-ck about a b-tch
reason

[outro]
slowly, holy, clearing all these motions when i’m faded
smokin’ potent, ain’t no compet-tion, i done made it
give a f-ck about a b-tch, swear i’d always be broke
give a f-ck about a b-tch, hah

- reason lyrics

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