Blood In Blood Out
[Young Buck]
This for all dem ni***z out dere jackin
This how we gon' put it down
Dem gangsta ni***z 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 fuckin knees
Before we leave, we gon' locate them ki's
A ***a gotta eat, ya heard me?
[Rizin Sun]
You know the player when we get there, kill e'rything in there
Leavin no clues, like we never even been there
[Young Buck]
Life ain't fair, but f**k it it's a new year
I'm grabbin my strap, cockin 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 killers, who's hard to spot
Jackin all y'all whether it's dark or not
[Chorus: both 2X]
It's blood in - blood out - and you know what I'm about
I'm ridin high - ***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 bullshittin, 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 ni***z gon' die if we ain't eatin right
[Chorus with minor variations]
[Young Buck]
Who you know livin right, ain't nobody spreadin love
Ni***z 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 ni***z 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**k '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
[Chorus:]
[Rs] Clear the block, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
[Yb] Nuttin but gangsta ni***z - be clearin the block
[Rs] Ay man, Rizin Sun and Buck