Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't wanna ride with me nigga
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C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin car man
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Yo why you trippin man? Get in the fuckin car man
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Get in the fuckin car.. get in the car
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(Heh, say you, you scared to ride in my car
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cause you, you think niggaz gon' be blastin at it
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It ain't even that deep baby)
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You don't have to worry you can ride with me now
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Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now
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Only got one click, we Outlawz on the Row
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Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
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[2Pac]
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Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes
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No love shown get disposed of blasted full blown
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My unknown tendencies to mash my car
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Getting wicked with my ski-mask, find the stash and dump
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Why niggaz run I'm the last one standin the rest die
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Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, Westside
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Though it's worldwide no one can deny my views
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Tracked it to my very fabric once the plastic blew
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Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
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Niggaz die by my orders when I wrote this shit
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Though we go back like wild knights at Latin Quarters
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Niggaz tried to kill me, and I fed they wife and they daughters
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Blazed the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em cash
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Pass the fame and let the game go rollin past
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Why you change, it's a cold world taught me life
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Retaliation proves niggaz never caught me right
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Say they shot me in my nuts, out of luck quick
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Bullshit nigga cause I'm still fuckin yo' bitch
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Niggaz got me twisted in a bad way, why you change?
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Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga fuck the fame
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[Young Noble]
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Don't remember "Hit 'Em Up," don't make us do it once.. more
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Yo' niggaz know, you ain't fucking with them Out..lawz
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We keep souljas, souljas from Compton to Brooklyn
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Your the type to get sniped, when the cops is lookin
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Don't nobody give a fuck cause you done crossed the game
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Lost in fame, and you should take, all the blame
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You made yo' bed nigga lay in it
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Scared to come up out that cell nigga stay in it
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It's not a game only got one click we Outlawz from the do'
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Dirt stains when I buck on the fo', you kissin the flo'
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We dirty as the motherfuckin streetz of Jerz
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We sweep niggaz with the words though the heat's preferred
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Holla
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[Chorus]
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You don't have to worry you can ride with me now
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Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now
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Only got one click, they Outlawz on the Row
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Fair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know
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[Napoleon]
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'Pac I wish I was in the motherfuckin car wit'cha
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I'd have took every bullet that they threw, hand of God nigga
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I only got one click, Outlawz 'til I'm gone
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Heavy in the game and we coming for they fuckin throne
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The love is gone well it is what it is
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And plottin on us, they best be prayin for they kids, mayne
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You don't have to worry cause I ride for ya
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Like K said over loyal even tell bout a lie for ya
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You put me in the game and dog I owe it all to ya
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And when it get to poppin I'ma fuckin ball for ya
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And everything I do gon' have your names on it
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I'll never let them forget I put my seeds on it
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[Kastro]
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You gon' die before yo' time, come face the truth
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In the middle of the desert nigga lace your boots
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As a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead rest
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You studio niggaz still remind your vest
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Why the fuck you ain't done yet swallow yo' teeth
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In the field you woulda been need a straw when you eat
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Fuck a glock nine that shit is weak on the streets
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And if you can't strategize then you just can't eat
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If your life in another nigga hand, you deaded
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And if it's beef and your man disappear then don't sweat it
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Another fake nigga usin my strengths to get credit
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I mean (?) face sound scared but your heartbeat said it
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[Chorus]
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[Young Noble]
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I was born ugly, unlucky and dusty
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But now I'm a rider, connivin gutsy
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And I don't trust nobody, so don't nobody trust me
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And that's how I'ma go about it 'til somebody bust me
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I play for keeps like the OG's raised me
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If I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby?
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And I think I'm goin crazy cause my hair is gettin thiner
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I've been drinkin on the daily, I can hardly remember
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I got - bad nerves, paranoia destroyed me
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I love the Lord but the church can't cure me
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I sleep light, I wake peekin out my window
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With guns under my mattress and guns under the pillow
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And that's the way it's gonna be 'til they bury me
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But don't twist it cause none of y'all niggaz worry me
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[Outlawz]
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What the fuck you didn't know?
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Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with the criminal flow
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You nervous nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no dizoubt
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Y'all niggaz can't fade me with the clippers
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We put it down, look around, 'til we find you we hound
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Penitentiary bound, to remind you
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[Kadafi]
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Kadafi I bring the lingo to the click
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Tasty like a Pringle, sneakin through your chimney like Kris Kringle
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On some shit, get me free to let my ice click
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Ka-pling, ka-plow, I been a thug shootin slugs since a child
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[Chorus]
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Let the punks know (repeat 3X
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U Don't Have 2 Worry
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| 2Pac |
