[E.D.I] Time after time niggaz thinkin' we gon' fold We ain't yo average niggaz I don' told you once before All my real niggaz know We been at it for years Persevering and still here Through static and tears And yeah.. We some ridahs -- No It ain't no stoppin' us They couldn't stop us So... they tried copying But out of living color in the flesh Guess who's back Nigga act like you know what's good for ya
[YOUNG NOBLE] These industry niggaz man they more like bitches These fuckin' rappers man they more like snitches Been in the cut and we been focusing, listening And everybody got a story to tell But why they twistin' them? So keep ya head right (head right) You want the raw on the Lawz You gotta log-on the muthafuckin' website (what's that?) And that's OutlawRecordz.Net Show some respect Cause real niggaz go for the net
[Chorus] Don't get it fucked up, fucked up Nigga don't get it, get it Fucked up, Fucked up Nigga don't get it, get it Fucked up, fucked up Nigga don't get it, get it Fucked up Bitches don't get it, get it Fucked Up Snitches don't get it, get it Fucked up
Don't get it fucked up, fucked up Nigga don't get it, get it Fucked up, Fucked up Nigga don't get it, get it Fucked up, fucked up Nigga don't get it, get it Fucked up Bitches don't get it, get it Fucked Up Snitches don't get it, get it Fucked up
[YOUNG NOBLE] Who wanna ride? Who wanna drive? Who wanna die? Who wanna roll up Load up and dump at the same time We all different but the same kind All my niggaz on a mission that's the same as mine Blame the times We all spent days in line Now we all at the front of the bus Blames the rhymes, I Aim the Nine, I Came to shine, I Thank the Lord and my heavenly father
[E.D.I] We got to get it right back To where we started from This for my niggaz strugglin' Comin' out of the slum If you ain't ridin' on twinkies You could still ride with me If you ain't blingin' like I'm blingin' You could still ride with me Cause it ain't what you got It's what ya know Outlaw muthafucka, untouchable Give 'em the truth Or get out the booth That's my new shit Cause rapper's now-a-days Y'all been makin' us all look stupid
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[KASTRO] Shit, I been doin' what I wanted for some time now Shit, I wanted as a kid All mine now (it's all mine now) I ain't lucked up (noooo) Don't get it fucked up (noooo) Look what years of stugglin' did Wanted for something The kid real, like one in a Mil' Cash of kings Without a deal or a chain that bling I'm a Outlaw (outlaw) But I don't rob And when times got hard I ain't get no job Shit I got it how I live Spit it like it is And did it all for the kid (yes sir) I'm a ridah homeboy I ride on chrome boy And I refuse to die right besides my chrome boy
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