| Yeah
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| Outlaws
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| Noble Justice ugh
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| Outlaw Recordz
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| Pac and Yak live on
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| Al and Storm live on
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| Jerz Mob
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| Young Noble keep heat out here
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| Weed out here
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| Every late night dog yo we meet out here
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| Ain’t nothin' for you to see out here
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| Ain’t nothin' for me to creep out here
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| You the type that got to sneak out here
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| Out of towners can’t be out here
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| Every day and all night dog we out here
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| Any money comin' through I try to eat out here
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| Any honeys comin' through I’m tryna be out hre
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| Niggas love me out hre, so I’m straight out here
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| Don’t fuck around with the lawz we don’t play out here
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| You want drama dog you can have your way out here
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| One day we gonna leave you gon' stay out here
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| Fuck beef, real niggas want steak out here
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| Fuck a pool, niggas tryna buy a lake out here
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| Matter fact, fuck that we need food out here
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| If I keep makin' moves I can’t lose out here
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| All my young niggas rise up!
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| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time’s up
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| You see we livin' bummy why you fuckin' with us?
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| Shine son! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| Rise up! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| You see we livin' bummy, why you fuckin' with us?
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| Shine son! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| Bitch boss up! | 
| Why you tryna have a nigga crossed up?
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| You don’t wanna have my nigga charged up
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| With large guns 'cause you started somethin'
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| It was all for nothin' handle beef by yourself don’t call ya cousin (Call ya
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| cousin)
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| I be in the streets dolo, Nobe known for thuggin'
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| And you niggas bite styles like clones or somethin'
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| And every nigga round my way known for somethin'
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| Either keepin it real, or known for frontin'
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| You knew that bitch was a ho, you chose to love her
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| I told you from the door, son my nigga done fucked her
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| So how you gonna act like she don’t creep on the under?
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| Lil homie on stuck, he would sleep with her summer
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| Sould’ve been up out his grave fuck peepin the numbers
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| Better get her while you can, fuck eatin a moan
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| I ain’t holdin' out a hand I ain’t willin' to bone
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| All my young niggas rise up!
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| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time’s up
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| You see we livin' bummy why you fuckin' with us?
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| Shine son! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| Rise up! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| You see we livin' bummy, why you fuckin' with us?
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| Shine son! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| Said I couldn’t do it it’s funny I done it
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| Niggas say he can’t take it, but look how I run it
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| I let niggas eat, now It’s time to get my cream
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| So me and Shine stay straight like nine for teen
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| Not god in this shit but I’m liver than most
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| Got popped for ridin' with fire arms, still ridin' with totes
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| You wanna take game for joke? | 
| Ha Ha game over nigga
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| It’s me talkin' without Rémy Martin, I’m sober nigga
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| The youngest gun, shit I’m only nineteen
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| Show me the hottest nigga out there dog I give him run
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| You heard about the game throwin' dirt in my name
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| I see 'em watchin' tryna figure out how I wash my chains
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| No watch and chain, keep 'em plottin watch me change
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| So much ice in my hood, they call it rocky lane
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| Catch me on the block with shane in or out a Chevy nova
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| Remember the name young game the hustle is
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| All my young niggas rise up!
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| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time’s up
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| You see we livin' bummy why you fuckin' with us?
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| Shine son! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| Rise up! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up
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| You see we livin' bummy, why you fuckin' with us?
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| Shine son! | 
| Get yo' little money 'fore yo' time is up |