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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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[E.D.I. Amin] |
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War Time |
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War Time, it's either yourz or mine |
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Outlawz be on a grind, and a mission to shine |
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And ride on em', leave em' stuck and fucked from the gate |
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Set it straight, regulate |
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wit' a bomb I'm about to detonate (Boom!) |
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Hesitate, aww, now you know what |
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ya'll niggaz were here to go |
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If you know it was good for ya |
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Buncha toy souljahs all dressed in fatigue |
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But I'm Edi Amin on a mission to make em bleed |
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Nigga what?, Nigga who? |
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It was cool? and at you?, what the fuck is gone do? |
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Barbecue and boo-hoo |
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Ride or die, get money all at the same time |
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Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time |
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Any nigga splippin', fall at the same time |
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We all links in the chain, tryin to gain, do time |
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We all see the sunshine |
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But when you could do yourz, we'll bring these muthafuckas war |
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[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):] |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
| [2Pac] |
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As I approach the scene, from smokin' green |
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Got my eyes closed, niggaz so cold on my foes |
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I make em' die froze |
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Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's |
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Lord help me wit'it |
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Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket |
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Help me get'it |
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See me and pray for options |
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but the pressures nonstop |
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Niggaz get the pistol poppin' |
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And watch they body drop |
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I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit your set |
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Flash on, blast on them bitch-made niggaz wit' my mask on |
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Do it for profit, plus I'm, lookin for punks to bust on |
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If you ain't screamin' WestSide, you can get the fuck on |
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I'm seein' demons hittin' weed |
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Got me hearin' screamin' |
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Scared to go to sleep, watch the scene like a dope-fiend |
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Probably be punished for it, though you can't ignore it |
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I live the life of a thug nigga, and die for it |
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Niggaz pass the clip and watch me bring em to the floor |
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I got some shit that they ain't ready for (What you got?) |
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I got the Secretz of War |
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[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):] |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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[Yaki Kadafi] |
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We do this thug life shit, like 4, 5, 6, dick em' |
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Down wit' no rounds left up in the pound when the sounds (Here we go) |
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Squeeze the lead off, I blow his mutha fuckin' head off |
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Signal all the other outlawz to get this shit set off |
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Yaki Kadafi, it ain't a cop here to stop me |
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These streetz is black hockey and raw we get sloppy |
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Put a pamper on your silly ass prestyle grammar |
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Locked in the slammer, while I'm layed cocked back like a hammer |
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Ya'll newly weds that in honey moons, times bout up |
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Ya'll, that means I leave no trace found with you face, bounce, stuck |
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Your pig scanners can't come close touch or even hit me |
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Doin' my dirt, puttin' in work, you see shit, what you gonna do? |
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[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):] |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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Yo, we go to war |
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[Young Noble] |
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We check the murder rate percentage |
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Niggaz is finished |
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Get blood checks from clinics |
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This thug shit is in us |
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Flowin' through my system, you a victim |
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Blunts, I twist em', fuck the whole world |
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It's us against them |
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you got some heat? Pull it out |
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Cock the hammer if you wit' it, don't make |
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No difference here, with the 25 to life sentence |
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We already doin' life on the streetz |
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Like algae, niggaz be heated, when they walkin' the beat |
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This shit is flaky, makin' backs shaky, niggaz hate me |
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Scared to face me, knowin' that the Outlawz blaze me |
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Pull me up on game, put me up on a hustle |
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Once I suck my money muscle, all the G's got devils |
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Movin' shit like a dollar, beatin' niggaz like Rodney |
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Turn a killa like Kadafi, and a nuke stream to stop me |
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[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):] |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us |
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It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz |
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We go to war |
| [2Pac] |
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Bring it on |
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And all you lil' young ass souljahs |
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You play this shit back about fifteen times |
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You'll have enough game to roll up in a club or somethin |
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Teach these bitches a lil' somethin', you know what I mean? |
