His rapping debut was on Dr. Dre's The Chronic in 1992, as a part of the duo Tha Dogg Pound with Daz. The two were among the first acts signed to Death Row Records. He released an album with Daz called Dogg Food in 1995 on Death Row Records. Kurupt became friends with the late rapper Tupac Shakur when Tupac signed with Death Row in 1996, and it was Tupac who gave him the nickname Young Gotti.
In 1997 Kurupt left Death Row records for a position at Antra Records as an A&R, but still remained on good terms with Suge and appeared on many albums published by Death Row. In 1998 under Artimus Records he released a double album called Kuruption which went platinum. Shortly after that he released The Streetz is a Mutha which also went platinum. In 2001 Tha Dogg Pound released 2002 under Death Row and Gotti & Dillinger under DPG and Artimus Records. That year Kurupt also released his third solo LP Space Boogie.
In 2002 Kurupt met back up with Death Row CEO Suge Knight shortly after he got out of jail and re-signed with Death Row Records (now renamed Tha Row). By signing with Tha Row, Kurupt started a feud with Daz, Snoop and all of the DPGC, his old friends.
In 2005, Kurupt finally released the long-awaited album Against The Grain. It was constantly delayed and though it was to be the first original musical release from Tha Row in many years, it was finally put out via Koch Records, which at the time distributed Death Row albums; they were sold all distribution rights. However, Kurupt and his label blamed lack of promotion for the release on heavy editing by the Koch staff.
On April 13, 2005, Kurupt reunited with his fellow Dogg Pound mates through the peace meeting labelled "Protect the West", in which several other West Coast rap icons united to put aside their differences in hope of banding together to bring the West Coast back to prominence in hip-hop. Snoop Dogg organized the gathering at which he also made peace with Kurupt's label CEO Suge Knight.
At this time, Kurupt also introduced to the world his latest protege, the rapper Immense. The two met in 2001 and Kurupt became his mentor soon after. He then took Immense to Def Jam president and Roc-a-Fella Records owner Jay-Z, whereupon Jay signed him as the first artist on "Roc-A-Fella West", a West Coast extention of the Roc.
From 2000, Kurupt was in a relationship with the female rapper Natina Reed of the group Blaque. They were going to get married in August 2001, but delayed the marriage for career reasons. Ultimately, their commitment did not last after that.
Aside from being a solo artist, Kurupt is also a member of a number of Hip-Hop groups as well. In 2000, Kurupt teamed up with Canibus, Ras Kass and Killah Priest to form rap supergroup The 4 Horsemen. Later on, he began the supergroup The Riflemen with Mobb Deep, Jayo Felony, 40 Glocc, and The Alchemist.
Who Ride Wit Us
Kurupt Lyrics
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[Chorus x 4:]
Awww yeah! Do you want to ride wit us
Who ride wit us
[Daz:]
When the six-tray bounce, the street scrapin' the bumper
Hoppin' up the 'Shaw on a Sunday, what a fun day
Dip skip trippin' and whippin' down the one-way
Diggy Daz a busta ain't had enough against
Rough and rough but it's never too much
Daz Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz on that ass
We clash blast suckers just like a head on crash
This ain't back in the day, you get taught and sprayed
AK front to the back 'cause we hard to fade
We enormous, we attackin' it plus we swarmin'
To Rumble in the Jungle like Ali and Foreman
We rippin' it up, we be givin' it up
On the daily homeboy we be givin' it up
We be cuttin' it up, scufflin' to muffle it up
Homeboy Diggy Daz (Fuckin' shit up)
[Chorus]
[Kurupt:]
Livin it up, shakin', makin' the hood turn
Boil and burn, two buckets of yearn
Flippin' stickin' fools for chicken, scrapin' the curbs
Scrappin' for the domes straight to the head Thunderbird
I'm on it homey, me and my homegirl Diamond
Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhymin'
Daz, my closest homeboy
California lickin' switches a couple toys
Retirin' a couple jerseys
Went from the sunny state to Jersey, puffin hershey
Let off, get off, or get spin off
Spit off, set off, spun off the chest
Off the roof, a hundred and seventy-eight proof of boost
Gangster Daz and Kurupt let loose
This is it, short change dip wit us
Sip wit it us, cock your heat or spit wit us
[Chorus]
[Kurupt:]
I'm tired of this (this) I'm tired of that (dat)
I'm 'bout to bust, fool where's the strap
G fo' flow for sho', bounce galo'
Up and down stairs beats everywhere I go
Calico excursions, different diversions
Homicidal resurgence, swerve and see my homey
On the corner chippin' the curb and any busta
Get close enough we servin'
[Daz:]
Homey don't get nervous
Beware, Daz Kurupt fool beware
Rippin' it up fool so you better beware
Of my crew, dre'd and blued up, get chewed up
You and your all crap crew get bruised up
I'm the one you love to hate so give me mine
And pay dues and now I'm livin' the life of crime
Switched up, hit em up, blast or get em up
Forty-five, Tec nines blast or hit em up
Aww yeah
[Chorus]
The lyrics to Kuruptβs βWho Ride Wit Usβ revolve around the themes of cruising around and living life on the edge, as well as a general feeling of rebellion and toughness. The song starts off with Daz describing the experience of riding around in a six-tray with a thumping beat and a dangerous attitude. He also mentions his own toughness and willingness to confront enemies head-on. Kuruptβs verse continues this theme, talking about how he lives his life without fear and spits fire at anyone who dares to cross him. The chorus serves as a rallying cry for anyone who wants to join in on this wild ride.
The overall feel of the lyrics is one of carefree hedonism, with the artists extolling the virtues of living in the moment and not worrying about the consequences of their actions. Itβs a song that celebrates a certain type of outlaw lifestyle, one where danger and excitement are ever-present.
The song was released in 1998 on Kuruptβs debut solo album, Kuruption!. It features a thumping G-funk beat and a memorable chorus that has become a favorite among fans of West Coast hip-hop. βWho Ride Wit Usβ is a classic example of the gangsta rap genre, with its heavy bassline and aggressive lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
Ride wit us, who ride wit us
Come along with us, those who are willing to ride
Awww yeah! Do you want to ride wit us
Excitedly asking if anyone wants to ride with us
When the six-tray bounce, the street scrapin' the bumper
When our lowrider car bounces up and down, the street scrapes against the bumper
Wit the sound for the summer that be thumpin' and hummin'
With the music blasting that is perfect for the summer
Hoppin' up the 'Shaw on a Sunday, what a fun day
Driving up Crenshaw Boulevard on a Sunday, having fun
Dip skip trippin' and whippin' down the one-way
Driving quickly down a one-way street
Diggy Daz a busta ain't had enough against
Daz is not a weak person, he can handle anything thrown at him
Rough and rough but it's never too much
We may be rough around the edges, but it's never too much to handle
Daz Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz on that ass
Our team, Daz and Kurupt, is always on the attack
We clash blast suckers just like a head on crash
We clash and defeat our enemies just like a head-on car crash
This ain't back in the day, you get taught and sprayed
This is not the past where someone would just get a warning, now they may get shot
AK front to the back 'cause we hard to fade
We are difficult to defeat, so we carry Aks from the front to the back
We enormous, we attackin' it plus we swarmin'
We are a big group and we attack aggressively, swarming like bees
To Rumble in the Jungle like Ali and Foreman
We will fight like the historic boxing match between Muhammad Ali and George Foreman in the Rumble in the Jungle
We rippin' it up, we be givin' it up
We are killing our performance, giving our all
On the daily homeboy we be givin' it up
We give our all every day, my friend
We be cuttin' it up, scufflin' to muffle it up
We are slicing the music up, trying to suppress it a bit
Homeboy Diggy Daz (Fuckin' shit up)
My friend Diggy Daz is causing some chaos
Livin it up, shakin', makin' the hood turn
We are having a great time, making our neighborhood lively
Boil and burn, two buckets of yearn
We are excited and anxious to succeed
Flippin' stickin' fools for chicken, scrapin' the curbs
We are hustling, doing anything to get some money, even taking risks
Scrappin' for the domes straight to the head Thunderbird
We are fighting with our enemies, going straight for the heads, all while driving our Thunderbird car
I'm on it homey, me and my homegirl Diamond
I'm on it, my friend, with my female friend Diamond
Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhymin'
I was hanging out with a guy before he even became a rapper.
Daz, my closest homeboy
Daz is my closest friend
California lickin' switches a couple toys
In California, we customize our cars by adding switches to control the suspension
Retirin' a couple jerseys
We have achieved greatness and are retiring some jerseys as a result
Went from the sunny state to Jersey, puffin hershey
From California to New Jersey, smoking weed and relaxing
Let off, get off, or get spin off
If you want to fight us, either leave, get hurt, or get thrown away
Spit off, set off, spun off the chest
We are coming at our enemies with force, spitting on them, shooting them, and hitting them hard
Off the roof, a hundred and seventy-eight proof of boost
We are so high, it feels like we are on the roof, and our alcohol is 178 proof, giving us a strong boost
Gangster Daz and Kurupt let loose
We are letting it all go as true gangsters
This is it, short change dip wit us
This is the moment, come with us and don't cheat yourself
Sip wit it us, cock your heat or spit wit us
Have a drink with us, bring your gun just in case, or fight with us if you dare
I'm tired of this (this) I'm tired of that (dat)
I'm tired of things, everything and anything
I'm 'bout to bust, fool where's the strap
I am about to get angry, where is my gun?
G fo' flow for sho', bounce galo'
I have a good flow for sure, my car also bounces
Up and down stairs beats everywhere I go
Everywhere I go, I hear beats in my head that go up and down like stairs
Calico excursions, different diversions
We are going on different adventures, one including Calico guns
Homicidal resurgence, swerve and see my homey
We have become murderous again, but if you come to our area, you'll see my friend
On the corner chippin' the curb and any busta
On the street corner, ready to hurt anyone who tries to mess with us
Get close enough we servin'
If anyone gets too close, we will attack mercilessly
Homey don't get nervous
My friend, don't be scared
Beware, Daz Kurupt fool beware
Be careful, our team of Daz and Kurupt are dangerous
Rippin' it up fool so you better beware
We are going all out, so watch out
Of my crew, dre'd and blued up, get chewed up
Our team is tough with dreadlocks and blue clothes, if you mess with us, you'll get hurt
You and your all crap crew get bruised up
You and your terrible group will get beat up by us
I'm the one you love to hate so give me mine
I am the bad guy you love to hate, but give me what I deserve
And pay dues and now I'm livin' the life of crime
I paid my dues, and now I'm living my life as a criminal
Switched up, hit em up, blast or get em up
We are switching things up, hitting our enemies, blasting them or taking them down
Forty-five, Tec nines blast or hit em up
We have guns, a .45 caliber and TEC-9s, to blast or hit our enemies
Aww yeah
Expressing excitement and satisfaction
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Written by: FREDRICK FAIRD NASSAR, WRITER UNKNOWN
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