| «Keep it locked inside, keep it just between us
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| Keep it secret, never confide, until they all have seen us»
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| Yeah, smoke something
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| Drink something, zone out
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| («One two»)
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| Zone out, ain’t no need to pull a chrome out
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| Unless we talking 'bout them wheels, homie roll up
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| You see 'em checking out the whip, let me slow up
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| Ey that’s my nigga over there, better throw it up
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| R.I.P. |
| to dead homies so I pour it up
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| See me in some new shit, keep 'em throwing up
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| So what I ain’t the best by your best standard
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| Still living my life just how I planned it
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| Still rough around the edges, fuck 'em, why sand it?
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| Like to stick 'em in they sides 'til they can’t stand it
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| Don’t respond to wannabees, you can all can it
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| In the net, like the flames so they try to fan it
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| This is more candid, liver than the interviews
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| Other people spin your words like a centrifuge
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| I ain’t into feuds, or a rap beef
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| These ain’t your real friends, nigga they just showing teeth
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| Kick back, put my feet up on the glass table
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| Lil' liquor in the cup, watch a lil' cable
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| Watching people get jobs and they ain’t able
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| To perform cause they really ain’t qualified
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| Black people got a proplem, we don’t swallow pride
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| Forget asking for ya help, yo we rather slide
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| Backslide, now we out showing our backside
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| Backed us into a corner that we try and hide
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| It’s the beats and these words which I confide
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| Let the rhythm of my voice take me for a ride
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| And zone out, ain’t no need to pull a chrome out
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| Unless we talking 'bout them wheels, time to roll out
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| And if your credit like mine, pull a fold out
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| You in the back of the line, we been sold out
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| Nobody got enough talent to be a hold-out
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| And if the pressure too much, go another route
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| Zone out, ain’t no need to pull a chrome out
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| Unless we talking 'bout them wheels, seat lean back
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| Lil' space between the wheels, yeah I need that
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| I see 'em laughing at the car, pointing, «He's fat»
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| Well you’re right, say it twice, yeah I need that
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| Just a lil' inspiration and you feed that
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| Morning sign been posted, better heed that
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| Trying to follow the lead, check where we at |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Zone Out , by - Rapper Big Pooh. Song from the album FatBoyFresh Vol. 1: For Members Only, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп