(Verse One: Tupac) 



When I, 

Enter the first zone worst known Mic holder

My Hummer roll up, evacuating strapped soldiers

Inside strategy, manifesting military styles casualty tragedy, when niggas battle me 

My prophesized prediction

Switch and move positions

Separated from his gun and bitch, and watch him start snitching

I keep spitting still stupid niggas fail to listen

I personify this thug living, hell or prison

My ammunition varies

My voice carries

Watch me invite, the whole world me and the mob getting married

It seems horrifying screams pierce the dark

Just as expected

A trick bitch, where is your heart?

You mark, watch niggas fall when I call they name

We Outlawz hold ya head, niggas all the same

Except some want more out of life than stress

We still thuggin' till there's none left

Don't sleep



(Chorus x2: Stormy)



We gon' ride, keep my Pistol on my side

Always sleep with the Nine

When I ride, when I ride

(Don't sleep)

Doing fine always hustling on the grind

Cause I gotta get mine

All the time, all the time

(Don't sleep)





(Verse Two: Nutt-so) 



Dumping on motherfucker's at random, rapidly

Wit accuracy, they shouldn't of talked bad to me

It had to be, a motherfucking murder

I'm glad to be, the nigga that did the murder

So sad to see, another motherfucking floating in plastic wreath

Sleep, with his head wide open

Rapid release, keep the police closed in

Casualties, ?? DB ??

Dumped the nigga on the asphalt

Then drove off to the hills 

Positioned him on his knees and blew the back off him

Death with the ??

Death to ya

Cry when the bullet's fly ??



(Verse Three: Kadafi)



I blast first to till they body

Like my guns in varieties

Running wit the real big willies you silly punks try to be, but front

Doing my walk-bys rolling blunts

Hands on my nuts in the getaway car full of stunts

Addicted to my nine

Moving like crime through time

Popping niggas like pimples nigga nothing simple bout mine

Etch a sketch it 

Dumping on all you punks at intersection's 

Day in n day out ain't no easy way out's or easy exits don't sleep 



(Chorus x2)



(Verse Four: Lil Scrappy)



G's up, A-Town

When I hit the street

I like to see it to grind

Blood, sweat and tear when I bust my rhyme

Yeah I unfold my foe like I unload my Nine

And when I let loose

There ain't no crew standing but mine

I gives a damn about fame fuck acting shiesty

Some one who knew I was in jail and didn't write me

Wanna bite me then come find me

Whatever you do shorty you better think wisely

You might see me with a stack in the truck

I give you my thought's and pen similar to a saran wrap

I look like ? I'll never be

Yeah I'ma keep it G I'm from the 3

And Scrap'll never sleep



(Chorus x2)