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Ces Cru

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hangout Lyrics - Ces Cru

See they ain't knowing what the game do 

Or what a little bit of fame do 

I been a whole lot of places, met a lot of real ones 

Who don't love me how they claim to 

Try to convince a nigga they care 

The truest mood'll never play fair 

I was down looking 'round for anyone there 

Scared to be, such a fucking rarity it's unfair 

Shots fired, fly by, I ain't blaming 'em 

Armed to the teeth just with the pieces and I'm aiming 'em 

How we get to clappin' out of rappin' entertainin' 'em 

I need a case, lighting up the hole in the cranium 

Shit list full of enemies, I'm never naming 'em 

Curse in they vicinity and anyone who came with 'em 

Curry in a hurry taking shots and I'm draining 'em 

And I can't seem to find a single drop worth the shame in 'em 

 

Yeah, y'all got it, y'all run it 

That's what you already don't know 

Your turn, we're on it 

That's what you already don't know 

And we ain't even thinking bout repping where we from 

That's what you already don't know 

You keep it loud, don't want nothing 

That's what you already- Hold up 

 

Hangout 

You gon see what a nigga gonna do when a nigga don't 

Hangout 

A couple of them odd ones just for you, talking bout 

Hangout 

A couple of them choppers they misfits, choppers they missin' 

Hangout 

Ay, better find out, that boy that ticket to kick it 

 

They been jocking for a long time 

Long line, try'na get inside the combine 

It's all fine, grass green over on our side 

I move 'em in and move 'em out, wicked raw hide 

They really part time, I'm pulling O-T 

You mighta had me little daddy but I broke free 

I handle bidness but the bidness really low-key 

It seem familiar but killer, you don't know me 

And you don't own me, show me a land deed 

I let 'em know I'm doing everything you can't see 

And homie you don't want no problems, you get one chance 

We ain't even thinking bout repping where we from fam 

They wanna hang with us, wishing they came with us 

Let's keep it real, we ain't even in the same bidness 

This entertainment, the money, power, and fame bidness 

It's same same, while they thinking it's the same difference 

 

Yeah, y'all got it, y'all run it 

That's what you already don't know 

Your turn, we're on it 

That's what you already don't know 

And we ain't even thinking bout repping where we from 

That's what you already don't know 

You keep it loud, don't want nothing 

That's what you already- Hold up 

 

Hangout 

You gon see what a nigga gonna do when a nigga don't 

Hangout 

A couple of them odd ones just for you, talking bout 

Hangout 

A couple of them choppers they misfits, choppers they missin' 

Hangout 

Ay, better find out, that boy that ticket to kick it 

 

My lip is like a hundred round clip 

Enough to make another nigga turn around 

I wish he could just turn around and dip 

Suicide but I'm a turn the gun around 

And you bother nobody 

Blazing some CES, Ubi, Godi 

And I'm rocking with the KOD he 

Got me a check for my rap, money 

 

Yeah, I got it, yeah I run it 

(That's what you already don't know) 

It's your turn, we don't want it 

(That's what you already don't know) 

We ain't even thinking bout repping where we from 

(That's what you already don't know) 

You keep it all, don't want none 

(That's what you already- Hold up) 

 

Hangout 

You gon see what a nigga gonna do when a nigga don't 

Hangout 

A couple of them odd ones just for you, talking bout 

Hangout 

A couple of them choppers they misfits, choppers they missin' 

Hangout 

Ay, better find out, that boy that ticket to kick it 

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