Letras:
Young Bleed Give And Take

some And then you spend some on em' when you choose em' See it's a cold world, and it's a cold game But if you learn to give and take it aint no thang

vests LA streets will make your guts leak Chorus: Ambulance, cots, cause real niggas give head shots Player no doubt Young killers live for drug wars and

Bob Dylan (do it again, man) She was sixteen, young and so willin' The sudden violence of a Village killin' (and here comes the Police as usual, eh, what good are you now) And

now, cuz we live in a due or die society, you do or either die tryin to do it sycologicly, im brain dead and i dont give a fuck thats my excuse and i

bitch Make me bleed till I'm motherfucking fluidless I ain't new at this and don't give a fuck about you Sheek'll run up and smack the shit out you

white got the table lookin' like a ski slope Fuck "goin out" me and my money elope And most niggaz rap about money but they be broke My man went to Moorehouse and

and the wife Players who ain't half as nice swear to, but they sacrifice Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice And get ready for the

grab a gat and pop a cap in they black ass And let loose the whole clip And let these motherfuckers know that you ain't taking no shit I mean you gotta

like to make love? I saw you walking down the street and I had to stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I see you look so good, and your so fine Young