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Outlawz - Текст песни I Dare U
[YOUNG NOBLE]
 You gotta feel this
 Even if you hate my guts
 What it takes to come up
 A & R gettin' taped the fuck up
 Labels stuck on followin' trends
 I'm sick of the game
 It's time for a change
 Aint no need to pretend
 Just a team when 'Pac started this thug shit
 For the hood
 Pitchin' is the fuckin thangs we get
 The game so fickle
 Niggaz pop shit with no pistol
 Only 12 years old
 I sold nickels
 Just a young nigga comin' of age
 I was one of the slaves
 Til the underground catchin' the train
 Uptown, comin' back with the cane
 Long tops and all
 We Outlawz, go home or go hard
 Most intense flow
 From the calmest dude
 Raw moves have you filled with a bombin' fluid
 I was born to be a Outlaw
 My momma knew it
 Drama, karma
 I put my momma thru it
 Damn!
 [Chorus]
 Motherfucker I dare you
 Step up to a nigga like me
 With a name like mine
 Motherfucker I dare you
 To pass up on a nigga like me
 Like you ain't got time
 Motherfucker I dare you
 To think yo family was starvin'
 A nigga wouldn't rob you blind
 Motherfucker I dare you
 To give in, gon' get it
 Cause a nigga stay on his grind
 Motherfucker I dare you
 [KASTRO]
 It's me, Kastro
 King Kash and rusty
 I'm classy dusty
 My balls is husky
 I shed blood for what I loveOutlawz - I Dare U - http://ru.motolyrics.com/outlawz/i-dare-u-lyrics.html
 And thus me
 Would ratha' die before I let you cowards budge me
 Naw, I simply won't allow it
 OG's showed me death before dishonor
 I ain't doubted
 When I got grounded by my momma
 I pouted
 And when I hit that first shot of Vodka
 I downed it
 Now I keep a pistol with me everywhere I go
 And paranoid and I ain't tryna keep it on the low
 Just so you know you not fuckin with a hoe
 And I stay open like a corner store
 Call me corner-stro
 Please don't get it twisted
 Why even risk it
 Play a nigga distance
 This is, not a warning or a fuckin threat
 I'm all in
 My money on the table
 Ya bet
[Chorus]
 [E.D.I]
 Six million ways to die
 And many stories in the city
 That's why when you see me
 My attitude is shitty
 Now I ain't scared of the terrorist
 But the law my enemy
 Bush and his homies
 Got plans for me
 And niggaz with skin color similar to mine
 It's a catch-22 if you livin' off of crime, and
 Most of the niggaz I know, don'
 Lost hope
 Either be rappin' or be sellin' some dope
 It's a helluva road
 It's a hard time for hustla's
 Deep in the game
 We reapin' the pain for money
 And ain't shit funny
 So I don't fuck with clowns
 In any town
 Im only around those who stay down
 Get pain now (now)
 Yeah that's what's sup
 It's too much money in this game for me to pass it up
 So cut the check dawg
 It's so simple
 Or have niggaz like me comin' thru ya window.. window











