Nas Leber - Out Of Town (feat. SWEEZY4REAL)

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Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Yeah

Out of town
Out of pocket
Out of mind
Yeah I'm out of rounds
Round em up
Execution man I'm out of fucks
Out of any fucks to give
Yeah they out of touch
I really shouldn't let em live
Yeah I'm out of sight
Rarely right
How they see it
But I'm right on time
Not my prime, but we'll see
I hit the bottom line
I'm boutta climb out the gutter
Yeah I'm boutta fly
See me ride with my brothers

On the move
Ride with my brothers on the move
On the move, move
Ride with my brothers on the move
Ride with my brothers on the move
On the move

Yeah

Boutta slide
I'm boutta dip
If they keep on talking all this shit
I'm never hip to the trends
What they wanna do
To make it cool
Fuck it man I cannot follow rules
I'm way too rude, way too careless
But I'm boutta drink
Don't wanna think
I'm too stressed I have a lot of things
To keep in sync
Keep together
Yeah I'm on the brink
I'm on the edge
Can't pretend like I ain't boutta creep
I'm boutta sneak
Out the city
On the move

Ride with my brothers on the move
On the move, move
Ride with my brothers on the move
Ride with my brothers on the move

Look at you waiting outside
With your mouth wide
Meet me on the dark side
Baby we can slide
I came from the north side
All my brothers we addicted to this kind of life
Whoever did you wrong, we gon' get you right
I'm about to mix the X with the dirty sprite
Shorty lookin' good yeah she looking nice
The way she look me in the eyes got me dead to rights
Ooh

Ride with my brothers on the move
Ride with my brothers on the move, move
On the move, move
Ride with my brothers on the move
Ride with my brothers on the move
On the move, move

Yeah

Written by:
Joshua Tutiven, Sean Williams

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