Blood In Blood Out lyrics

(feat. Rizin Sun)

[Young Buck]
Dis for all dem niggaz out dere jackin
This how we gon` put it down
Dem gangsta niggaz from J.C. center court 12th
3rd Avenue, my block
Nigga, 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 nigga 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 fuck 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 - nigga 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 niggaz gon` die if we ain`t eatin right

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Young Buck]
Who you know livin right, ain`t nobody spreadin love
Niggaz 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 niggaz 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]
Fuck `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 niggaz - be clearin the block
[RS] Ay man, Rizin Sun and Buck