[Edi: talking]

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon... Smoke It

Outlawz c'mon... Yea... Blood Brothers c'mon

Intoduction to the Outlaw Lifestyle

Blood Brothers ya know

Hit the weed, get the drank

Edi... Kastro... Load up, put one in

Outlaw Recordz... please respect it

Here we go



[Edi]

Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyle

Get the weed, get the drank

Turn the lights down

Bang ya hood

Show ya tatts

Let them niggaz know

They crossed the muthafuckin' line

And now they gotta go

Im with my family and I'm finna' light it

Fuck yall niggaz

I cant see a damn thang but us dog

Makaveli lives and shit I'm the fuckin proof

2nd generation Thug Life

Who is you?

Hood to hood... Outlaw please respect it

We them niggaz gettin' helix

When it get hectic

Well trained, smell game from a mile away

Get the bitch to the hide away right away

Edi - i - like a thief in the night

I rock her to sleep

I put my piece thru the light

We breathe thru the light

And we the strength for the strong

Keepin' it going

Yall muthafuckas hate cause you know

Here we go



[chorus: Kastro]

I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life

So... ghetto shit is all I like

Like loud mouth ho's

Foul mouth folks

Up 3 days straight

Thuggin' in the same clothes

We scrap for a living

Trapped in this prison

We take money-money

Without asking permission

Our hearts pump thug shit

Our blood drip fire

The life of an Outlaw

For swears to admire



[Kastro]

The butchery, gun talk and money moves

The prophecy for young thugs is born to loose

Walk in my shoes

If you can you's a man

Two hands on ya balls

These squares can't understand

Daddy... raised me crazy

And now I'm worst

Down thursty for thug money

I guess I'm cursed

Who woulda' knew... that...

When the kid got big

I'd be thugged out without giving a shit

I spit dues

Appears to me no school

Follow the leader

I'll lead ya

We will not loose

Im from a rotten deck

From my cards I gotta stoppin' tek

No sweat.......... I demand respect

And respect you take

You walk lightly, politely

I do what's not right

Like  ????  Spike Lee

Ain't nobody like me

No need to look

Im down hard

I die hard

I think I'm hooked



[chorus: Kastro]

I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life

So... gutta shit is all I like

Like loud mouth ho's

Foul mouth folks

Up 3 days straight

Thuggin' in the same clothes

We scrap for a living

Trapped in this prison

We take money-money

Without asking permission

Our hearts pump thug shit

Our blood drip fire

The life of an Outlaw

For swears to admire



[Edi]

We.... settin' up shop ?? Pac til the death of me

I hear ya back up in my head

Dont have to pressure me

Elevation, preparation

'Bout to take this over

'Bout to get a face in this game

Im mase over

Tired of niggaz giving me the same run around

You sellin' coke, shootin' the block

You's a rapper POW

Nigga please spare me all the details

Me and mine gon' ball or see hell

Will we fail? Nigga neva'

I got a one shot deal

And dog it's so real

Im out here like whatever

I could pay these bills or shoot to kill

Cause gutta shit is all I like

Bump a bitch in the day

And we fuckin' at night (yeah)

Ghetto shit is all I love

Over packed clubs

And oversized dub's (shit)

22's, money rules in the life we lead

Lifestyle of an Outlaw.. O.G



[chorus: Kastro]

I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life

So... ghetto shit is all I like

Like loud mouth ho's

Foul mouth folks

Up 3 days straight

Thuggin' in the same clothes

We scrap for a living

Trapped in this prison

We take money-money

Without asking permission

Our hearts pump thug shit

Our blood drip fire

The life of an Outlaw

For swears to admire



Ghetto shit, Gutta shit nigga