Lyrics

[Chorus] [?] [Intro: Young Noble] Yeah, Outlaw, Young No', One Nation Yeah, let's get it Uh, worldwide Nigga's [?], it's about time Shit, we here, nigga Yeah, c'mon, let's get it [Verse 1: Young Noble] Yeah, I'm Young Noble, the [?] I came up in the bubble goose, bubblin' coats You either hustle or you broke (Broke) We all in the same boat (Boat) I told the loyal homie, hold his head, stay afloat, keep ghosts Turn up the hustle and motivation (Yeah) I spit it for lost souls, duckin' them drug cases On my verses like scriptures, ghetto gospel flow Think you know mе, but nigga, you don't hardly know What's the facts from the fiction Used to bag crack up in my momma kitchеn Only thirteen, making adult decisions Off the porch way too early, just to [?] Last night shrimp fried rice, [?] and fourty It's a gangster party, Outlaw [?] shit It's all about business, we don't need no new friendships We mash together, plus we gettin' cash together Blast whenever, knowin' it don't last forever, damn [Chorus] [?] [Verse 2] Looks like the price niggas pay now to wave a gun is stay on the run Niggas'll chop that ass up, [?] thinkin' it's done Even them shatter bones'll break, [?] for years [?] It only happens to the greats, caught in wise debates Tryna pick sides and slides, and bribe the mob But they got tired and robbed for lyin' to God That's dated, stamped engravement, [?] inside the pavement No payment necessary for them bodies in the basement I'm scarred, that's why I'm grippin' like the homies in the yard Literally stressin', skippin' every therapy session Aggression is all I breathe, knife tucked in a sleeve I'm [?], Diane cookin' with the pots out in Brooklyn To [?]'s, where I served my brick on the curb The nerve [?] push the clip to a perch We mash together, plus we gettin' cash together Blast whenever, knowin' it don't last forever [Chorus] [?] [Verse 3] Ayo, I kill rap, niggas for practice, you get stuck like a cactus You move, [I'm makin' a mattress?] I'm smokin' cat-piss, no applause but I clap this And still keep it dirty money in the pissy mattress We ran through Brooklyn, Queens, pushin' the land through Real shit, Pac was bishop, I was bamboo Man, ooh, man, slaughter catch a man too Blam you, kill your man and you mad too Crack sells, extorsion, fuckin' black mail Pack [?] filled up with fuckin' black [?] I'm just tryna cop some Louis, catch a sack [?] Hit me on the black cell's is poppin' like a [?] Casette, real niggas connect Still throwin' the TEC, still throwin' my set Hunnid' mag, shit is real, they still call and collect I pick up for my niggas, it's real, that's called respect, nigga [Chorus] [?] [Verse 4: KXNG Crooked] The rapid-fire automatic, soundin' like Pharoahe Monch bit you Enemies gettin' stomped out, niggas look like they moshpitted Livin' like our hearts in Antarctica 'cause it's frost bitten Got so many K's and 9's, feel like I'm dog-sitting Why we gotta live like this? My niggas is all trippin' My niggas is all shippin' off bricks, my niggas is all pimpin' Hard livin', just tryna dodge prison, with our God given talent Now I'm spittin' barism in your car system Askin' how he fuck to make bread, when I never had dough Like tryna change a flat when your jack broke, we was that low Flat broke, oppressed black folks start to crack smoke Others still sleep but they act woke, so they lack [?] I started studyin' people I was inspired by Now I'm vibratin' higher like a messiah ride Whoever's prayin' on my downfall's losin' I'm pullin' up, rockin' some Outlaw [?]'s like "How y'all doin'?" It's Crooked, nigga [Chorus] [?]