The first of these mixtapes, Long Beach State of Mind Vol.
#Kurupt c walk year series
In 2014, Tray Deee announced his intention to release his debut solo album, following a series of mixtapes. He later signed to the related record label IV Life Records. Simultaneously and after the Eastsidaz project he was affiliated with car club-street band the IV Life Family. In 1999, he joined the Platinum-selling group Tha Eastsidaz, which consisted of himself, Snoop Dogg and Goldie Loc. Tray Deee made his first appearance on Snoop Doggy Dogg's Murder Was the Case soundtrack in 1994, guest starring on the track 21 Jumpstreet, Tray Dee also featured on the song Reality off the Doggfood album in 1995, followed by an appearance on Tha Doggfather in 1996. Tray Deee is a member of the Insane Crips Gang in Long Beach, California. It fits perfect.Before becoming a rapper, Davis was an active gang member. He was singing the chorus and we was like “That’s shit’s perfect. You might get fooled when you come from out of town but I’m down by law and know my way around.” He was singing the Melle Mel chorus.
He came in saying “New York, New York! Big city of dreams and everything in New York ain’t always what it seems. And then when I laid the second verse Snoop came through and he came in and he just got finished listening to Melle Mel, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. I laid the first verse in one day and then the next day I laid the second verse. You ain’t all that,” right? And Snoop came in the studio when I was laying my second verse. Now, originally the chorus was “You ain’t all that something something something. Man, that’s my beat!” And DJ Pooh was like, “When do you want to rock?” and I was like “I want to rock tomorrow.” I came in knocked down the lyrics. You know it was only a commercial.” I was like, “Fuck that. DJ Pooh was like, “Kurupt, I got the beat, man. Kurupt: I know but before we even go there. "Stranded on Death Row, so duck when I swing my shit / I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits / The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal / Niggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no equal / I'm murderin’ niggaz, Yo, and maybe because of the tone / I kicks my grip, the mic and kick shit / Niggaz can't fuck with / So remember I go hardcore, and slam / Nuff respect like a sensei, whoop ass like Van Damme / So any nigga that claim they bossin’ / Why don't you bring your ass on over to Crenshaw and Slauson? / Take a walk through the hood, and we up to no good / Slangin’ on things like a real O.G should / I'm stackin’ and mackin’ and packin’ a ten so / When you're slippin, I slip the clip in / But ain't no set trippin’ / Cause it's Death Row, rollin like the Mafia / Think about whoopin’ some ass, but what the fuck stoppin ya? / Ain't nothan but a buster / I'm Stranded on Death Row for pumpin slugs in motherfuckers / Now you know you're outdone / Feel the shotgun, Kurupt inmate cell block one." I just wanted to slaughter everybody who thought they could rap. I think I definitely got close to it. I just wanted to serve every rapper on the planet.