Gots to Go

Lyrics

[Intro: Napoleon] Noble Justice nigga Drop it! [Verse 1: Young Noble] Everybody put cha middle fingers up and represent yo block If ya hands stays down, you a snitch or a cop A bitch with a cock and don't belong out here What I say hold weight, son we strong out here (Strong out here) Outlaw clique niggas King Kong out here (King Kong out here) And everybody know the words to our songs out here (To our songs out here) And everybody on the block love Pac out here And everybody on the block love Yak out here We like pits on a strip, you can't squat out here And you don't know how many guns my niggas got out here But y'all niggas really think that y'all could clock out here When every night the old folks call the cops out here Every night the old folks hear shots out here Jerzey Mob, Outlaw got it locked out here And anything that goes down we got the drop out here And anybody creppin' through we gon' spot out here [Chorus: Young Noble] Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) [Verse 2: Muszamil] I came long ways From blocks of Jerzey Three-80 building hallway Cops harassment The bloody streets of Irvington Young thugs caught up Been servin' since ten That's the way I was brought up They shoulda' killed me then I wonder why they didn't Ain't no friends in this cold-hearted muthafuckin' business I know my parents got murdered over dough I'm rappin' now I ain't selling coke no mo' I put the drugs down Left the game all alone You will never win and some of these niggas'll never know They addicted and burnt out, in position It's too late to get out now Charges poppin' up stickin [Verse 3: Homicide] Stop, drop, nigga why you 'round here? We Outlawz, put that game down 'round here They call me Homi Ground the caine round all year I tote the Tommy While the Jerz Mob y'all fear They can not hate or harm me But gate a Army Cause it's our year We first to bomb Specializing at warfare Ride or die for the war Where I put in work Screamin' fuck the earth Middle finger to the law Yeah [Chorus: Young Noble & Napoleon] Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll (Napoleon) Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) [Verse 4: Napoleon] It's like I'm walking through a cemetery Breathin' but I'm really buried Starting trouble everyday at clubs It ain't necessary Half-way thug started thuggin 'bout a week ago I was smackin' niggas befo' Pac signed to Death Row Jerzey niggas know it Cause it's all in my blood Fag niggas show respect when they see my black gloves I ain't got nuttin' to live for but Saleick And Saleick know daddy on the urge of release Stand with heat but prayin for peace but die for war Ain't nuttin' to eat so we told the streets like before Who the fuck wanna see the down stare of a reaper I ain't tryna die either So talk to this mili-meter So break yoself, make yoself, take yoself Fuckin' with me -- I'll make you hate yoself Empty the shelf or empty what's left Burn thru yo chest Sellin' these tracks is like sellin' yo death Napoleon [Chorus: Young Noble] Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) Stop, pop, drop, and roll Out of towners on ya block And they gots to go now (Eyyurr) [Outro: Muszamil] Eyyurr yurr Gots to go Eyyurr