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アーティスト：Outlawz  アルバム：Novakane 

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(feat. Big Syke) (Verse 1-E.D.I. Mean) But we the last motha fuckaz breathin You don't beleive us then watch us ya tuned in To them Outlaw ridaz, block survivors Killa Kadafi beside us Reppin that thug shit until they bury or hide us Tellin all of my street souljah's to rise up From East to West Coast yo, don't let 'em stop ya It's a cold, hard way we livin Can't out just me, and live to smoke a little Watch my children grow a little Get this money, escape the prison My jail niggaz doin time I feel ya pain, get out rise It ain't nothin but a come up Outlaw Recordz it's official street niggaz gettin this money legal We all in together now, ballin together now Secrets of war young busta you better learn about Bust, if you must, plus Get in the business when the jealous niggaz fuck with us (Chorus-Kastro) We was taught, at all costs hold down fort And let the Lord be the judge in this all out court Where money, power, guns is boss And countin big funs is the favorite sport We must rise, maximize our size Look alive, be advised it's a war outside It's like dodge city, not pretty But don't nobody notice it really you feel me, we must rise (Verse 2-Napoleon) Pause nigga 'fore these shells fall with ya 'Bout to four fifth ya, still don't get the picture Thuggin on 'em actin sleep when I'm plottin on 'em This little bitty bullet will make his body turn rotten on 'em Sick them rottweiler's on him, did snatch some dollars from him Bling bling that punk nigga, take the diamonds from him Never had no love for him, nigga we solo Passin out bullets like they promo Oh no, Outlawz comin through Nothin but trouble too, we still do the shit that Pac used to do Who would of knew, that I'd be pointin guns at you Takin funs from you, makin fun at you Busta, ain't nothin but a Jersey ride nigga Have my fanny so white, enough to sniff lines nigga Napoleon, a.k.a Maximus My plans for this, is rise up, stack chips, nigga rise (Chorus-Kastro) We was taught, at all costs hold down fort And let the Lord be the judge in this all out court Where money, power, guns is boss



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