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It Ain't Nothin' (feat. Young De)

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It Ain't Nothin' (feat. Young De)

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[Opening]

[B-Real]

I used to carry a glock

On the waist line

Man I don't waste time

I'm strong on the bass line

You'll never taste mine

See me on the screen

Fuckers beggin' for face time

Get your own tape

But don't bother to chase mine

I got a block

Man we havin' a great time

You couldn't fill the shoes

Anytime that I lace mine

Light up the stage

For the homies we make shine

Sick the dogs on you

Get more by the K-9

Homies on the yard never walk in the main line

The manes find that they can never be in the game

I'm lettin' off rounds

Hittin' blunts at the same time

Pick a crew homie

You a neon to save time

Bitches like you always spittin' the same rhymes

We put you all to shame

You never went through the same grind

Put you in the bind the minute you came by

So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain

[Chorus]

You wanna step up get your ass touched

You wanna rap son get your ass buff

Try to test us

You's gunna get smashed up

You wanna run wit the dogs?

Get your cash up

Git it

You gotta get your straps up

Git it

You gotta get your stash up

Git it

You gotta get amped up

You wanna run wit the dogs?

Get your cash up

[Sen Dog]

I'm right here on the block

when it's time to ride out, you know what I'm all about

Hundred Harley bikes on site when it goes down

Me and my homies always holdin' the fort down

Come up in our town and your pissin' a fourth now

Got 4 ounces and 3 bottle's of jack

2 fifth's in the back and everyone i'm with's strapped

What ever happens

I'm chin checkin' and wreckin' fools

Try disrespecting me

My Smith & Wesson is endin' you

And I ain't changed since back in the day

Get your shit split quick if you get in my face

You wanna run wit' the dog

Better stay in your place

Cuss your little ass name don't hold no weight

And your little ass safe couldn't hold my cake

Get your asks denied down the road I take

And let me tell you one more thing before I skate

If you a fake or a snake

Imma send you to your grave

You wanna step up get your ass touched

You wanna rap son get your ass buff

Try to test us

You's gunna get smashed up

You wanna run wit the dogs?

Get your cash up

Git it

You gotta get your straps up

Git it

You gotta get your stash up

Git it

You gotta get amped up

You wanna run wit the dogs?

Get your cash up

[DJ Rippin' with B-Real finish]

[Sen Dog]

Im a First Staff OG from outta the gutter

With a fucked up demeanor for you punk mothafuckas

Get played like some dicks who try to start ruckas

Im a real gun busta so dont ever try to rush us

Can't nobody touch us that dont leave on crutches

Or worse

Get a ride in a hurse with their bodies covered

It's gunna be a cold summer

As soon as the hilt drops

ALL BULLSHIT WILL STOP

[B-Real]

A couple scums in the street

We don't care what you bustas think

It might sink in sometime

But I won't blink

We go against everything

Smoke all the green

Got the flow wrong

Swing it aint nothing to me

We put it down anywhere

Like it's something to see

So all you bitches goin rogue with your haters degree

And when you wanna get loud son I'm ready to work

Punks act up and you bound to get hurt

You wanna step up get your ass touched

You wanna rap son get your ass buff

Try to test us

You's gunna get smashed up

You wanna run wit the dogs?

Get your cash up

Git it

You gotta get your straps up

Git it

You gotta get your stash up

Git it

You gotta get amped up

You wanna run wit the dogs?

Get your cash up

[Opening as ending]

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