C-Loc - Get Yours lyrics

First Verse (C-Loc): Now as in my town, in your town, playas keep it locked Let us know where the party at Fool, and we'll rock Without a doubt, in and out, like that dank on the road Let's turn the block, smoke some dope, and I'll show you the rose I'm makin', sun shine on a cloudy day, you feel me n***a? Instead of sittin' while I'm whinin' my life away, you haters k** me n***a From a spot, well fellas dope sack, last night Sell they soul to make it better than the last time Hustlas doin' like Wally never be free And you makin' million dollar plans without me? Make it the last time Bout my grind, hope to shed this life of crime You know my kind, just like you, and fill me up and press rewind I'll tell you, all them n***as'll get they time to shine You get your neck broke or choked for f**in' round with mine Ya heard me??!! Chorus (Young Bleed): Get Yours! Never holdin' up when I get it I split yours Doin' what'cha wanna my noggin' cuz it's yours Keep it on the low til' ya bubble and spit yours You heard me? (2x) Second Verse (C-Loc): Now where the work at? I leave the crime scene in a blaze Can you work that? Just broke yesterday, now I'm paid Now it's curse Black, for fools that fake the funk in my way Daddy bust back, and leave 'em lost in life like a maze Now feel me flat you gettin' stuck up And fools that 'sposed to blasted at me, you done f**ed up I ain't trippin' I was quick to put the clip in You punks better listen Now you started this beef, so put your lip in Muthaf**a spit the game above your neck, like a tech Picture me, out the frame with them thangs and a vest You know the rest Down and dirty out there eatin' curly fries Tired of spendin' my mornings tellin' my Mama don't worry Cuz we gone shine ya heard me? Chorus Third Verse (C-Loc): So don't get full of that whatever the f** And lose your mind cuz I'ma lose mine and tear this place up Now I'ma tell you, this your chance To stop the buckin' cuz you f**in' with a mad man Muthaf**a came from late night to the spot, tryin' to survive in the game And doin' shows coast to coast, sippin' 'nac on the plane While you do your thang, I'ma do my thang on the grind While you rack your brains, I'ma stack change so I can shine Like that flashlight, you know the one the tags whoop you with When it's late night, for tryin' to run and swallow your sh** Now I tried to do right, when I got out on the fifth But I got in tight my playa partna needed a lift Went and drifted in that lost World of playas and thieves That's how you flip, in the ghetto when you tryin' to break free From a family tree of hustlas, playas, felons, and thieves When they tellin' you they gettin' it yo it's a dream And here it is ya heard me? Chorus (3x)