Don't Get It Fucked Up

[E.D.I]

Time after time niggaz thinkin' we gon' fold

We ain't yo average niggaz

I don' told you once before

All my real niggaz know

We been at it for years

Persevering and still here

Through static and tears

And yeah..

We some ridahs -- No

It ain't no stoppin' us

They couldn't stop us

So... they tried copying

But out of living color in the flesh

Guess who's back

Nigga act like you know what's good for ya

[YOUNG NOBLE]

These industry niggaz man they more like bitches

These fuckin' rappers man they more like snitches

Been in the cut and we been focusing, listening

And everybody got a story to tell

But why they twistin' them?

So keep ya head right (head right)

You want the raw on the Lawz

You gotta log-on the muthafuckin' website

(what's that?)

And that's OutlawRecordz.Net

Show some respect

Cause real niggaz go for the net

[Chorus]

Don't get it fucked up, fucked up

Nigga don't get it, get it

Fucked up, Fucked up

Nigga don't get it, get it

Fucked up, fucked up

Nigga don't get it, get it

Fucked up

Bitches don't get it, get it

Fucked Up

Snitches don't get it, get it

Fucked up

Don't get it fucked up, fucked up

Nigga don't get it, get it

Fucked up, Fucked up

Nigga don't get it, get it

Fucked up, fucked up

Nigga don't get it, get it

Fucked up

Bitches don't get it, get it

Fucked Up

Snitches don't get it, get it

Fucked up

[YOUNG NOBLE]

Who wanna ride?

Who wanna drive?

Who wanna die?

Who wanna roll up

Load up and dump at the same time

We all different but the same kind

All my niggaz on a mission that's the same as mine

Blame the times

We all spent days in line

Now we all at the front of the bus

Blames the rhymes, I

Aim the Nine, I

Came to shine, I

Thank the Lord and my heavenly father

[E.D.I]

We got to get it right back

To where we started from

This for my niggaz strugglin'

Comin' out of the slum

If you ain't ridin' on twinkies

You could still ride with me

If you ain't blingin' like I'm blingin'

You could still ride with me

Cause it ain't what you got

It's what ya know

Outlaw muthafucka, untouchable

Give 'em the truth

Or get out the booth

That's my new shit

Cause rapper's now-a-days

Y'all been makin' us all look stupid

[Chorus]

[KASTRO]

Shit, I been doin' what I wanted for some time now

Shit, I wanted as a kid

All mine now (it's all mine now)

I ain't lucked up (noooo)

Don't get it fucked up (noooo)

Look what years of stugglin' did

Wanted for something

The kid real, like one in a Mil'

Cash of kings

Without a deal or a chain that bling

I'm a Outlaw (outlaw)

But I don't rob

And when times got hard

I ain't get no job

Shit I got it how I live

Spit it like it is

And did it all for the kid (yes sir)

I'm a ridah homeboy

I ride on chrome boy

And I refuse to die right besides my chrome boy

[Chorus]