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lirik lagu timez up – young noble

[intro: young n0ble]
yeah
outlaws
n0ble justice ugh
outlaw recordz
pac and yak live on
al and storm live on
jerz mob

[verse 1: young n0ble]
young n0ble keep heat out here
weed out here
every late night dog yo we meet out here
ain’t nothin’ for you to see out here
ain’t nothin’ for me to creep out here
you the type that got to sneak out here
out of towners can’t be out here
every day and all night dog we out here
any money comin’ through i try to eat out here
any honeys comin’ through i’m tryna be out hеre
n*ggas love me out hеre, so i’m straight out here
don’t f*ck around with the lawz we don’t play out here
you want drama dog you can have your way out here
one day we gonna leave you gon’ stay out here
f*ck beef, real n*ggas want steak out here
f*ck a pool, n*ggas tryna buy a lake out here
matter fact, f*ck that we need food out here
if i keep makin’ moves i can’t lose out here
[chorus: young n0ble]
all my young n*ggas rise up!
get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time’s up
you see we livin’ bummy why you f*ckin’ with us?
shine son! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up
rise up! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up
you see we livin’ bummy, why you f*ckin’ with us?
shine son! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up

[verse 2: young n0ble]
b*tch boss up! why you tryna have a n*gga crossed up?
you don’t wanna have my n*gga charged up
with large guns ’cause you started somethin’
it was all for nothin’ handle beef by yourself don’t call ya cousin (call ya cousin)
i be in the streets dolo, n0be known for thuggin’
and you n*ggas bite styles like clones or somethin’
and every n*gga round my way known for somethin’
either keepin it real, or known for frontin’
you knew that b*tch was a ho, you chose to love her
i told you from the door, son my n*gga done f*cked her
so how you gonna act like she don’t creep on the under?
lil homie on stuck, he would sleep with her summer
sould’ve been up out his grave f*ck peepin the numbers
better get her while you can, f*ck eatin a moan
i ain’t holdin’ out a hand i ain’t willin’ to bone
[chorus: young n0ble]
all my young n*ggas rise up!
get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time’s up
you see we livin’ bummy why you f*ckin’ with us?
shine son! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up
rise up! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up
you see we livin’ bummy, why you f*ckin’ with us?
shine son! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up

[verse 3: the game]
said i couldn’t do it it’s funny i done it
n*ggas say he can’t take it, but look how i run it
i let n*ggas eat, now it’s time to get my cream
so me and shine stay straight like nine for teen
not god in this sh*t but i’m liver than most
got popped for ridin’ with fire arms, still ridin’ with totes
you wanna take game for joke? ha ha game over n*gga
it’s me talkin’ without rémy martin, i’m sober n*gga
the youngest gun, sh*t i’m only nineteen
show me the hottest n*gga out there dog i give him run
you heard about the game throwin’ dirt in my name
i see ’em watchin’ tryna figure out how i wash my chains
no watch and chain, keep ’em plottin watch me change
so much ice in my hood, they call it rocky lane
catch me on the block with shane in or out a chevy nova
remember the name young game the hustle is [?]
[chorus: young n0ble]
all my young n*ggas rise up!
get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time’s up
you see we livin’ bummy why you f*ckin’ with us?
shine son! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up
rise up! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up
you see we livin’ bummy, why you f*ckin’ with us?
shine son! get yo’ little money ‘fore yo’ time is up
c’mon!

- young noble

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