Don't Get It Fucked Up

Time after time niggaz thinkin we gon fold
We aint 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 aint no stoppin us
They couldnt stop us
So... they tried copying
But out of living color in the flesh
Guess whos back
Nigga act like you know whats 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
(whats that?)
Show some respect
Cause real niggaz go for the net
[Chorus]
Dont get it fucked up, fucked up
Nigga dont get it, get it
Fucked up, Fucked up
Nigga dont get it, get it
Fucked up, fucked up
Nigga dont get it, get it
Fucked up
Bitches dont get it, get it
Fucked Up
Snitches dont get it, get it
Fucked up
Dont get it fucked up , fucked up
Nigga dont get it, get it
Fucked up, Fucked up
Nigga dont get it, get it
Fucked up, fucked up
Nigga dont get it, get it
Fucked up
Bitches dont get it, get it
Fucked Up
Snitches dont 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 thats 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 aint ridin on twinkies
You could still ride with me
If you aint blingin like Im blingin
You could still ride with me
Cause it aint what you got
Its what ya know
Outlaw muthafucka, untouchable
Give em the truth
Or get out the booth
Thats my new shit
Cause rappers now-a- days
Yall 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 (its all mine now)
I aint lucked up (noooo)
Dont 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
Im a Outlaw (outlaw)
But I dont rob
And when times got hard
I aint get no job
Shit I got it how I live
Spit it like it is
And did it all for the kid (yes sir)
Im a ridah homeboy
I ride on chrome boy
AndI refuse to die right besides my chrome boy
[Chorus]