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outsidaz - done in the game lyrics

[young zee]
-talking-
yeah… it’s just part of the game…
know what i’m sayin’?… runnin’ trains on these hoes…
check me out now…

[young zee]
girls, i got ’em locked like casanova rudd
after i xxxx they’ll need a bath to soak the blood
these young girls think they can screw? i’m laughin’ at ’em
i get in back and rag ’em; i use a whole pack of magnums
my n-gg-s get knocked for havin’ on the vest blastin’
court-type sh-t; your crew do time for tresp-ssin’
yo, see dee? n-gg-s might feel (?)
the video better look like hype williams filmed it
i hit the internet to find out where to get a tec
and a pack of dip cigarettes so tell me where to send a check
b-tch, your xxxx is drippin’ sweat off my silhouette
screamin’ ’til you get it wet and i ain’t even hit it yet
i’m failin’ all my p-ss tests
smokin’ with these hoes with them big, big br–sts
uhh, uhh… so don’t be ashamed
let my man xxxxx we’ll be runnin’ a train’

{chorus}
[axe] yo, if a n-gg- act up he get one in the brain
[zee] that’s the type xxxx that get done in the game
[axe] she let one of us xxxxx man, we runnin’ a train’
[zee] that’s the type xxxx that get done in the game
[axe] see, the o-u-tz, we gon’ come with the pain
[zee] that’s the type xxxx that get done in the game
[axe] yo, we bring the f-ckin’ noise like the thunder and rain
[zee] that’s the type xxxx that get done in the game

[axe]
axe, you can tell he’s nice
want enough dough to get my celly iced;
tote guns bigger than kelly price
droppin’ mad bombs
xxxx safety, keep the gat on; .44 taurus in my phat farm
sucker, please, it’s the o-u – f-ckin’ -ts
they back puffin’ trees’ got your girl puffin’ these
fool, be strapped, no way you can do me, black
let the tooley clap, put one in your bourgeois hat
put your brains in your dooley lap
like air max, i’m everywhere you be at, settin’ b–by traps
holy sh-t! axe the black moby d-ck!
yo, he’s sick! walk out the door, he get, “blow me, b-tch!”
xxxx around, my crew might base
you should quit this and go back to school like ma$e
’cause at rap you suck, i’ll have to clap you ducks
make the coroner wrap you up, ask two nuts

{chorus}

{hook: pace won}
n-body run game like these brick city n-gg-s
we shuttin’ down your spot; we takin’ what you got
yo, can’t n-body set it off like them brick city n-gg-s
we bustin’ at the cops; police on the block
yo, don’t n-body hold it down like them brick city n-gg-s
we shuttin’ down your spot; we takin’ what you got
yo, don’t n-body bring the ruck’ like them brick city n-gg-s
we bustin’ at the cops; police on the block

[young zee]
we could be together if you just listen and be strong
first you gotta xxxx d.u. then you gotta xxxx p-long
cops better rappin’?
that’s like god and the devil bein’ friends again,
that could never happen
i snap out, not even police chief can stop me
i be stompin’ n-gg-s’ teeth with my beef and broccoli
your whole tape run game
your girl want bang, your whole clique run trains

{chorus}

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