Stand For Something (featuring Tha Outlawz) (Explicit)

歌詞

Yeah, Outlawin it Fuckas ain't ready for this Thug Life, like that Where you at? Fuck y'all It ain't nothin' but a thug thing Let my nuts hang to the floor, oh no Please Young No', let 'em go I want mo' Go to the game in befo' Lettin' 'em know, exactly the way the game go But it ain't No', shame in my game bitch, they know I'm flat broke, ran up in the session of an echo Now I'm trouble with the metal, had a score to settle Now it's me against the world, Young Outlaw rebel Mouthin' off, what I tell you don't do that shit Give a fuck about ya fifth, I chew through that shit Do that shit, Outlawz comin' equipped Spit ya rhyme now nigga, with a gun on ya lip Watch this Rhyme now nigga, spit ya rhyme now with a gun on ya lip Watch this, eat a dick, bitch I'm a heartless, dark nigga from out the darkness Thugged out better hand, ready to spark this Off the meter, going to my nine millimeter This Napolean, Outlaw, should be strong, willin' to fly see Nothin' me to fuck ya hood, gum bleed ain't nothin' to me Pussy eater, or am I a thug eater Punk beater, I show you that these slugs will they deal ya Hard be out crowd will make em the squad Probably burn the shit apart, Napolean, Mr. Bonaparte The part of war you can call art And Jersey is a bitch reign, a cat to use a fuckin' bark You faggot ass low heart ass nigga [Chorus] Stand for something, don't fall for nothin' Takin' everythin' a nigga want it all or nothin' So yo button your lip just for frontin y'all get, Hit with every last bullet up in the clip Stand for something, don't fall for nothin' Takin' everythin' a nigga want it all or nothin' Jumpin' for the hell of it, bluffin' will never get a nigga rich So yo come with some better shit Life, bright lights and guns Gritty nights in the slum, pretty right for bum Some pain become sunshine, but when it rain I'm on the front line Slangin dimes, bangin that one time I've done mine, one frime after the other one Massacre, clap wit ya, scatter and smother 'em You run for cover, my caliber is like the size of crumb Another dumb nigga thinkin' they come? That's foul, they got you thinkin' you too wild to be hung Seekin', to be broke and when the heat soakin' Moapin', open ya throat nigga keep chokin' Ay yo One Eye, Ya got Banky out here on the west Cream Teamin' it with no vest but two techs Can't trust 'em fuck 'em, might as well buck 'em Leave 'em layin' there leakin', the coroner 'a touch 'em Y'all niggas better watch what you say in your raps Better yet, who you aimin' it at 'cause I'ma want to know, where ya knuckle games at Cream Team a number one, holdin' down my spot Ya corn balls got me feelin' just like pop Bout to run all ya coward niggas outta hip hop When it come to Chip Banks, niggas don't know Whether to call me Banky Baby or Nino It's the Cream Team Senator/Governor Thug out a pretty sluggin' ya, too much for ya While ya hidin' for me, I'm fuckin' ya baby mother [Chorus: x2] Ya niggas better keep ya fuckin' shit tight Come with some better shit, word up Chip Banks, done birth Fuckin' world up Strife doin' nigga, Cream Team Where my Harlem niggas at? East side, East West Coast, word up word up Out there, for all ya Word up Fuckin' word nigga Told ya niggas it's comin'