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[Verse 1]
[A][Am][A][Am]
[Dm](Verse
[Am]1- E.D.I. Mean)
[Dm]But we the l[Am]ast motha
fuckaz breathin
You don't believe
us then watch us ya tuned in
To [A]them Outlaw [Am]ridaz, block survivors
Killa Kadafi beside us
Reppin that thug shit until
they bury or hide us
Tellin all of my street souljah's to rise up
From East to West Coast yo,
[A]don't let 'em stop ya
[Am]It's a cold, hard way we livin
Can't out just me,
and live to smoke a little
Watch my children [Dm]grow a little
[Am]Get this money, escape the prison
My jail niggaz doin [A]time I feel ya [Am]pain,
get out rise
It ain't nothin but a come up
Outlaw Recordz it's official street
niggaz gettin this money legal
We all in together now,
ballin together now
Secrets of war young
busta you better learn about
Bust, if you must, plus
Get in the business when the jealous
niggaz fuck with us

[Verse 2]
(Chorus- Kastro) [Am]We was
taught,
at all costs hold down [Dm]fort
And let [Am]the Lord be the judge
in this all out court
Where money, power, guns is boss
And countin big funs is the [Dm]favorite sport
We must [Am]rise, maximize our size
Look alive, be advised it's
a war outside
It's like dodge city, not pretty
But don't nobody notice it really you feel me,
we must rise
(Verse 2- Napoleon) Pause nigga 'fore

[Verse 3]
these shells fall with ya
[Am]
'Bout to four fifth ya,
[A]still don't get [Am]the picture
Thuggin on 'em actin sleep
when I'm plottin on 'em
This little bitty bullet will make his
body turn rotten on 'em
Sick them rottweiler's on him,
did snatch some dollars from him
Bling bling that punk nigga,
take the diamonds from him
Never had no love for
him, nigga we solo
[Dm]Passin out bullets like they promo
Oh no, [Am]Outlawz comin through
Nothin but [Dm]trouble too,
[Am]we still do the shit that Pac used to do
Who would of knew,
that I'd be pointin guns at you
Takin [Dm]funs from you, makin fun at you
[Am]Busta, ain't nothin but
a Jersey ride nigga
Have my fanny so white,
enough to sniff lines nigga
Napoleon, a.k.a Maximus
My plans for this, [Dm]is rise up, stack chips,
nigga [Am]rise
(Chorus- Kastro) We was taught,
at all cost[Dm]s hold down [Am]fort

[Verse 4]
And let
the Lord be the judge
in this all out court
Where money, power, guns is boss
And countin big funs is the [Dm]favorite sport
We must [Am]rise, maximize our size
Look alive, be advised it's
a war outside
It's like dodge city, not pretty
But don't nobody [Dm]notice it really you feel me,
we must [Am]rise
(Verse 3) (Young Noble)
Addicted to adrenaline rush

[Verse 5]
That the streets [Am]give
off from
5- 0 when the heat bust [Dm]off
And I paint it the same
'cause I mastermind
And every game ain't the same
gotta change with the times
And get [Am]left behind,
blessed by God
[Dm]The judge tryin to [Am]stretch the charge
Young niggaz gotta rise
up [Dm]fuck the narcs
Motha fuckaz can't [Am]take
order[Dm]s
You ain't a souljah nigga
don't blame Noble
It's the life of ya kid 25 to life bid
Four [A]five to [Am]wig, dyin tryin [Dm]to live
The streets is a restin place
and yesterday
And nigga ain't no such
thing as extra pay
So give [Am]me mine today,
and get yours tomor[Dm]row
Nigga [Am]Pac left the Thug
Life love to follow
And [Dm]I'm O- you- T [Am]loyal
'till my casket drop
Hustle [Dm]hard 'till it's hard for the cash to stop,
we must [Am]rise
(Big Syke) Makaveli Kadafi, meant to Big Kato

[Verse 6]
[Am]Only
ridaz in this day that's
killin willin and able
Gang related incorporated,
you can't fade it
Haters gotta hate and
ridaz glad that we made it
Make it take it to the next level
Now change the game, fuck the fame
Bang 'em scrape on the hang
It ain't no thang to rise above the rest
Pass any test, you mention Thug
Life you mention the best
So invest in a vest,
come bang with the best
[Dm]The sunrise [Am]in the East
but my [Dm]set in the West
Still [Am]risin for my nigga Stretch, keep a tech
My paper stay [Dm]risin whether cash
or check

[Verse 7]
(Chorus- Kastro) [Am]At all
costs hold down fort
And let the Lord be the judge
in this all out court
Where money, power, guns is boss
And countin big [Dm]funs is
the favorite sport
We must [Am]rise, [Dm]maximize our size
Look [Am]alive,
be advised it's a war outside
It's like dodge city, not pretty
[Dm]But don't nobody notice it really you feel me,
[Am]we m[Dm]ust rise[Am]
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