That Was Then, This Is Now

Lyrics

[Intro: BUST STOP] Ah yeah, we back in this muthafucka Toast to my nigga Low M.B., my nigga Flipside And I'm Bust Stop We got Kurupt from the Dogg Pound in this muthafucka And I'm sick and tired of all you niggas always hollerin' about what you did in the past Muthafucka, the past don't excite me That was then, this is now So save all that bullshit about the past nigga (That's right) [Verse 1: LOW M.B.] Fuck the past, gotta get my cash Even if it means gettin' into your ass Look into the future, nigga I shoot ya Run upon your ass, steeltoe boot ya Straight to the face, murder was the case If I ever catch your ass gettin' outta place It's '96 and I ain't lettin' shit slide I'ma ride on anyone of you muthafuckas tryna glide With the muthafuckin' Operation Getto Records takin' over the whole nation A.K.A. Death Row, check the flow (Cutthroat killas and criminals!) Boo! But we some cold blooded killas And we ain't never got caught because we quiet as a caterpillar So if you ever wanna question our ability You better bring plenty of artillery 'Cause we got Hillary in the gut, don't stand by For any muthafucka ready to die [Chorus: O.F.T.B.] If only I knew then what I know now I wouldn't have wasted my time sellin' ki's and pounds But that was then, and this is now That was then, and this is now [Verse 2: BUST STOP] I can't dwell on the past, I got rhymes to write I'm tired of watchin' other niggas gettin' paid off the mic When I'm knowin' to myself all these niggas ain't real Step to the Bottom watch caps get peeled Fuck what you done back in '86 Now I'm shakin' all the fake niggas, snitches and tricks My days of sittin' in the spot sellin' rocks is over Don't playa hate a nigga when we tryna get over I gives a fuck about your cash, your niggas, your clout Ain't no fakin' on the rap, that ain't what we about I gots to keep it real, this is Hunters for life When you think of O.F.T.B., think of sacrifice Now the Cold War's over and the comment'll say Bust Stop, Low and Flip got cash and checks I swear to God I was blessed, ?? with my niggas My bank was ?? but now it's bigger [Verse 3: KURUPT] Y'all braggin', flossin' the rag and flaggin' Dusted, pokin', disgusted Life's a trip, and it's all about heat clips and chips A menace like Heathcliff, we clips on each hip Come equipped, you always got some shit to spit About what you got or about to get I got this, I got that, I shot this, I shot that I got shot at, duck, hit the cut and shot back I got a lick to go and hit in a couple of days Always revealin' your ways of gettin' paid Participatin' and twistin' (come on) Spittin' 'bout all the licks you done hit, but nigga that don't mean shit Fuck the past, nigga It's all about now I got the heat in hand, I'm 'bout to blast [Chorus: O.F.T.B.] x2 If only I knew then what I know now I wouldn't have wasted my time sellin' ki's and pounds But that was then, and this is now That was then, and this is now [Verse 4: FLIPSIDE] You can see me comin' from a mile away So make way for the nigga named DK Forever on the edge, place is narrow Dressed like a sparrow with a sawed off double barrel See what you done was so terrible That when I finish dumpin' it's gonna take a miracle This here is for the mob, the Hunters on the job When the heat is in the house they gettin' robbed, yeah Leavin' 'em with a muthafuckin' ?? style Watts in the house, oh my god, banger [Verse 5: SNOOP DOGG] From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom I'm gone get with 'em while I still got 'em I'll rock this ?? 'til it turn to a boulder My game gettin' colder and colder Man, you better realize, and keep your eyes on the prize Only the strong survive, on my side Game to the youngstas, peep game Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound is the gang I'ma twist it, so listen Death Row, O.F.T.B., DPG On a mission, to the t-o-p From the bottom, baby B, can't you see, ?? 'Cause that's the ?? you gots to peep the styles I wish I knew then what I know now But I don't ?? so I can't fake the funk (fake the funk, fake the funk) Wack rappers on the mic, shall I kill 'em? Damn right, if you claim the wrong set you better tell 'em