Young Noble - Gots to Go Lyrics
feat. Homicide, Muszamil & Napoleon(Young Noble)Everybody put cha middle fingers upAnd represent yo blockIf ya hands stays downYou a snitch or a copA ***** with *****And dont belong out hereWhat I say -- whole waistSo we strong out hereOutlaw clique niggas King Kong out hereAnd everybody know the words to our songs out hereAnd everybody on the block love Pac out hereAnd everybody on the block love Yak out hereWe like pits on a stripYa can't swat out hereYou don't know how many guns my niggas got out hereBut yall niggas really think that yall could clock out hereWhen every night the old folks call the cops out hereEvery night the old folks here shots out hereJerzey Mob -- Outlaw got it locked out hereAnd anything that goes down we got to drop out hereAnd anybody creppin' thru we gon' spot out here(Chorus) (4x)Stop, pop, drop, and rollOut of townerz on ya blockAnd they gotz 2 go now(Muszamil)I came long waysFrom blockz of JerzeyThree-80 building hallwayCops surround meThe bloody streets of IrvingtonYoung thugs caught upBut ever since 10That's the way I was brought upThey shoulda' killed me thenI wonder why they didn'tAin't no friends in this cold-hearted mutha*****in' businessI know -- my parents got murdered over doughI'm rappin' nowI ain't selling coke no mo'I put the drugs downLeft the game all alongYou'll neva win and some of these niggas'll neva knowThey addicted and burnt out -- in positionIt's too late to get out nowCharges poppin' up stickin(Homicide)Stop, drop -- nigga why you 'round here?We Outlawz -- put that game down 'round hereThey call me HomiGround the caine round all yearI talk to TommyWhile the Jerz Mob downstairsThey came to hate a HomiBut get an ArmyCause it's off yeahWe first to bombSpecializing in warefareRide or die for the warWhere I put in workScreamin' ***** the earthMiddle finger to the law -- yeah(Chorus) (4x)Stop, pop, drop, and rollOut of townerz on ya blockAnd they gotz 2 go now(Napoleon)It's like I'm walking thru a cemetaryBreathin' but I'm really buriedStarting trouble everyday at clubsIt ain't necessaryHalf-way thug started thuggin 'bout a week agoI was slappin' niggas before Pac signed to Death RowJerzey niggas know itCause it's all in my bloodFag niggas show respect when they see my black glovesI ain't got nuttin' to live for but SalikAnd Salik know daddy on the urge of releaseStand with heatBut prayin for peaceBut die for warAin't nuttin' to eat so we told the streets like beforeWho the ***** wanna see the down stare of a reaperI ain't tryna die eitherSo talk to this mili-meterSo --- break yoself, make yoself, take yoself*****in' with me -- I'll make you hate yoselfEmpty the shelf or empty what's leftBurn thru yo chestSellin' these tracks is like sellin' yo deathNapoleon(Chorus) (4x)Stop, pop, drop, and rollOut of townerz on ya blockAnd they gotz 2 go now
