D-Smoove - Blood in Blood Out lyrics

[Young Buck] Dis for all dem n***as out dere jackin This how we gon' put it down Dem gangsta n***as from J.C. center court 12th 3rd Avenue, my block n***a, murder murder mayne I come nake faceded, ain't no need for a ski-mask From neck down, I'm black down, eye to eye when I blast [Rizin Sun] No question, I got the code Now how many bodies out there take out before I reload Hit 'em below [Young Buck] His f**in knees Before we leave, we gon' locate them ki's A n***a gotta eat, ya heard me? [Rizin Sun] You know the player when we get there, k** e'rything in there Leavin no clues, like we never even been there [Young Buck] Life ain't fair, but f** it it's a new year I'm grabbin my strap, co*kin it back, and boo-yaa We almost thay-urr [Rizin Sun] Lock down the spot Put your vest on punk, we in the parking lot [Young Buck] One of them all day k**ers, who's hard to spot Jackin all y'all whether it's dark or not [Hook: both 2X] It's blood in - blood out - and you know what I'm about I'm ridin high - n***a I'm ridin high So don't get in if you ain't about it spendin it big Cause I'm clearin the block - oh I'm clearin the block [Rizin Sun] We did our job, now we on the next mission The next victim, go on see if the tec spittin [Young Buck] No bullsh**tin, see they don't know just how we livin I'm goin all out, I ain't scared to go to prison [Rizin Sun] Make your own decision, it's gon' be a long ride I need the money, I can't wait a long time [Young Buck] Keep a strong mind, cause we done waited in a long line Just to get our shine on, now it's our time [Rizin Sun] Believe that, it's our turn Pull out your weapon to burn, get what you earned [Young Buck] We all must learn, that money is the key to life And n***as gon' die if we ain't eatin right [Hook] w/ minor variations [Young Buck] Who you know livin right, ain't nobody spreadin love n***as snown off that white, goin out and sheddin blood [Rizin Sun] Life lookin like my momma said it would Whether or not I still ride for the hood, I'm on my block [Young Buck] My n***as they slang rocks, shoot it out with cops From J.C. the center court life's hard knocks [Rizin Sun] Hold on, grab your Glock, did you see the car stop? (Which one?) The black Benz with the top dropped [Young Buck] f** 'em, the mac-10 with the infrared dot Represent how I'm livin, keep on drivin down the block [Rizin Sun] Oh it's on now, let's take the back route Get your mac out, it's blood in blood out [Hook] [RS] Clear the block, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up [YB] Nuttin but gangsta n***as - be clearin the block [RS] Ay man, Rizin Sun and Buck