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Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't want to ride with me niggaC'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin' car manYo why you trippin' man? Get in the fuckin' car manGet in the fuckin' car, get in the car(Heh, say you, you scared to ride in my car'cause you, you think niggas gon' be blastin' at itIt ain't even that deep baby)You don't have to worry you can ride with me nowNiggas are quick to scream how they die for me nowOnly got one click, we Outlawz on the RowFair exchange when we fuck them hoesRepetitive blows are thrown, to my foesNo love shown get disposed of blasted full blownMy unknown tendencies to mash my carGetting wicked with my ski-mask, find the stash and dumpWhy niggas run I'm the last one standin the rest dieVictims of my lethal chrome cannon, WestsideThough it's worldwide no one can deny my viewsTracked it to my very fabric once the plastic blewFive shots changed my whole life, throats were slitSongtexteNiggas die by my orders when I wrote this shitThough we go back like wild knights at Latin QuartersNiggas tried to kill me, and I fed they wife and they daughtersBlazed the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em cashPass the fame and let the game go rollin pastWhy you change, it's a cold world taught me lifeRetaliation proves niggas never caught me rightSay they shot me in my nuts, out of luck quickBullshit nigga 'cause I'm still fuckin'' yo' bitchNiggas got me twisted in a bad way, why you change?Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga fuck the fameDon't remember "Hit 'Em Up," don't make us do it once.. moreYo' niggas know, you ain't fucking with them Out..lawzWe keep souljas, souljas from Compton to BrooklynYour the type to get sniped, when the cops is lookin'Don't nobody give a fuck 'cause you done crossed the gameLost in fame, and you should take, all the blameYou made yo' bed nigga lay in itScared to come up out that cell nigga stay in itIt's not a game only got one click we Outlawz from the do'Dirt stains when I buck on the fo', you kissin the flo'We dirty as the motherfuckin'' streetz of JerzWe sweep niggas with the words though the heat's preferredHolla[Chorus]You don't have to worry you can ride with me nowNiggas are quick to scream how they die for me nowOnly got one click, they Outlawz on the RowFair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know'Pac I wish I was in the motherfuckin'' car wit'chaI'd have took every bullet that they threw, hand of God niggaI only got one click, Outlawz 'til I'm goneHeavy in the game and we coming for they fuckin'' throneThe love is gone well it is what it isAnd plottin' on us, they best be prayin for they kids, mayneYou don't have to worry 'cause I ride for yaLike K said over loyal even tell bout a lie for yaYou put me in the game and dog I owe it all to yaAnd when it get to poppin I'ma fuckin'' ball for yaAnd everything I do gon' have your names on itI'll never let them forget I put my seeds on itYou gon' die before yo' time, come face the truthIn the middle of the desert nigga lace your bootsAs a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead restYou studio niggas still remind your vestWhy the fuck you ain't done yet swallow yo' teethIn the field you woulda been need a straw when you eatFuck a glock nine that shit is weak on the streetsAnd if you can't strategize then you just can't eatIf your life in another nigga hand, you deadedAnd if it's beef and your man disappear then don't sweat itAnother fake nigga usin my strengths to get creditI mean ? face sound scared but your heartbeat said it[Chorus]I was born ugly, unlucky and dustyBut now I'm a rider, connivin' gutsyAnd I don't trust nobody, so don't nobody trust meAnd that's how I'ma go about it 'til somebody bust meI play for keeps like the OG's raised meIf I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby?And I think I'm goin' crazy 'cause my hair is gettin' thinerI've been drinkin' on the daily, I can hardly rememberI got - bad nerves, paranoia destroyed meI love the Lord but the church can't cure meI sleep light, I wake peekin out my windowWith guns under my mattress and guns under the pillowAnd that's the way it's gonna be 'til they bury meBut don't twist it 'cause none of y'all niggas worry meWhat the fuck you didn't know?Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with the criminal flowYou nervous nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no dizoubtY'all niggas can't fade me with the clippersWe put it down, look around, 'til we find you we houndPenitentiary bound, to remind youKadafi I bring the lingo to the clickTasty like a Pringle, sneakin' through your chimney like Kris KringleOn some shit, get me free to let my ice clickKa-pling, ka-plow, I been a thug shootin' slugs since a child[Chorus]Let the punks know Let the punks knowLet the punks know
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"U Don't Have 2 Worry" as written by Yafeu Fula Tupac Amaru Shakur
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