Young Locs Slow Down chords by Warren G
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Take notes young
locs, I advise y'all to slow down
Glocks, K's, and eagles trying
to put a murder down
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Watching fools servin' found
Put your eyes on the prize,
hitting switches
And getting bitches with plenty riches
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And if you bang homie, do that
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But when your ass gets slapped
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with that 25, handle that
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And all you see is the glamor and gold
Don't know the other side of the game
is where it's scandalous and cold
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Your destiny is in your hands,
you got control
Wasting time with your life
until your ass is old
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Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp
Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp
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Can't fuck with, what you asked for
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Verse 2
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Sometimes you just should let go
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Get what you need and not want
Some folks believe and some don't
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These are the ones that don't last
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Hard head makes soft ass
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Bm
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But it was something that I had to have
I just had to have
Verse 3
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What's crackin' gangsta
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Little woe G sake with a bang loose
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Dickie sagging how should kicking it
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Bangs with me,
nigga let me swang with you
Hop in this cut dog,
and split this game to ya
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I see them niggas that got ya tatted
and called it paddering
A clutch and a glock, banging on
niggas at the bus stop
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Putting in work, leave you broke,
cloke white shirt
Doing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turf
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Loc, what up , shit I knew your
brother
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You used to bang with him, when you
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was a little motherfucker
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Until they amputated both of my legs,
circled the block
Caught your brother slippin'
and flippin' the lead
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Retaliation was swift, furious,
just know this hood shit is serious
For the sake of if remembers,
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see your 'bout your paper
And remember, loc's success is best
with revenge on these haters, nigga
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Can't fuck with, what you asked for
Verse 4
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Sometimes you just should let go
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Get what you need and not want
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Some folks believe and some don't
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These are the ones that don't last
Hard head makes soft ass
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But it was something that I had to have
Verse 5
I just had to have
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Murder, murder, murder
I don't wanna die
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I'm try ing to live,
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try ing to survive
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Murder, murder, murder
Verse 6
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I don't wanna die
I'm trying to live, trying to survive
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Niggas done got the game twisted
Yet if these bustas pump 'em up
And just start division, fool listen
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Life is like a grab shot
You can either hit the jackpot
Stack a not and get a calf shot
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Live you life homie Don't get
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pumped up to dump
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and get cracked
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And moms put a block
on the phone
You's a hard motherfucker,
but now you all alone
Verse 8
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All alone in the streets it was on
But hit the leather for
penitentery friends gone
Your on your own
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Until the youth, I spit to you
Verse 9
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They call me G dub and I spit the truth
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Can't fuck
Verse 10
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Bm
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with, what you asked for
Sometimes you just should let go
Em
Get what you need and not want
Some folks believe and some don't
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These are the ones that don't last
Hard head makes soft ass
Em
But it was something that I had to have
Outro 1
I just had to have
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Young Locs Slow Down
Warren G
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