Dat Cloth Outlawz (Ft. Fredro Starr, KXNG Crooked & Supreme C)
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[Chorus]
[?]
[Intro: Young Noble]
Yeah, Outlaw, Young No', One Nation
Yeah, let's get it
Uh, worldwide
Nigga's [?], it's about time
Shit, we here, nigga
Yeah, c'mon, let's get it
[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Yeah, I'm Young Noble, the [?]
I came up in the bubble goose, bubblin' coats
You either hustle or you broke (Broke)
We all in the same boat (Boat)
I told the loyal homie, hold his head, stay afloat, keep ghosts
Turn up the hustle and motivation (Yeah)
I spit it for lost souls, duckin' them drug cases
On my verses like scriptures, ghetto gospel flow
Think you know mе, but nigga, you don't hardly know
What's the facts from the fiction
Used to bag crack up in my momma kitchеn
Only thirteen, making adult decisions
Off the porch way too early, just to [?]
Last night shrimp fried rice, [?] and fourty
It's a gangster party, Outlaw [?] shit
It's all about business, we don't need no new friendships
We mash together, plus we gettin' cash together
Blast whenever, knowin' it don't last forever, damn
[?]
[Intro: Young Noble]
Yeah, Outlaw, Young No', One Nation
Yeah, let's get it
Uh, worldwide
Nigga's [?], it's about time
Shit, we here, nigga
Yeah, c'mon, let's get it
[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Yeah, I'm Young Noble, the [?]
I came up in the bubble goose, bubblin' coats
You either hustle or you broke (Broke)
We all in the same boat (Boat)
I told the loyal homie, hold his head, stay afloat, keep ghosts
Turn up the hustle and motivation (Yeah)
I spit it for lost souls, duckin' them drug cases
On my verses like scriptures, ghetto gospel flow
Think you know mе, but nigga, you don't hardly know
What's the facts from the fiction
Used to bag crack up in my momma kitchеn
Only thirteen, making adult decisions
Off the porch way too early, just to [?]
Last night shrimp fried rice, [?] and fourty
It's a gangster party, Outlaw [?] shit
It's all about business, we don't need no new friendships
We mash together, plus we gettin' cash together
Blast whenever, knowin' it don't last forever, damn
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