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22.6s
Yo, lil' homeys. 9-5s just jacked my lil' bro's bike. We gotta get it back. Yeah, man. Y'all got to come with us. Case we gotta apply some force to these niggas, man. Man, don't look to her when there's work to be done, dawg. Look, man, I ain't got no heat. I'm out here naked, man. That's cool. I got a extra fo-fo. Man, what's the matter witcha'll two? What, you ain't ridin' for the hood no more? Hey, yo, chill, C-Co.
Gridiron Gang
24.8s
Man, the moon be playin' with me, dawg. Locked up at camp, used to look up and see it all white and clean. And think how it's the same o'er here in the hood, only it's all dirty and shit. Look, man, you back in the hood now, man. You best forget that moon. Keep your eyes on this here street, man. You're back, baby. Yo, I remember this poem said once, "The moon is a friend for the Ionesome to talk to." Damn, girl.
Gridiron Gang
1m6s
Man, those fools are whippin' our ass. For real, man. Shit. They ain't that good, man. We're better. And it means much more to us. You know? When this all started, man, Coach, he said we'd be winners. I thought he was full of shit, man. I hated y'all. Didn't want no part of it. But then we made a team. We showed people somethin'. Coach is right. We changed. We're not losers no more.
Gridiron Gang