Outlawz

Outlawz - Outlaw 2000 songtekst

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 Uh uh

Outlawz

Who

Why don't y'all niggas move the fuck over for a minute

Let us get in

Time's up

Outlaw nigga



Verse 1: napoleon



I was trained to bang

Your life over

Catch a game that pac told you

Fast lane

Can't stay sober

Get the money

Then flip it over

But honeys we lace that

Nigga we stay strapped

You take another step and I'll move you 8 back

For the money I mean mug

You hog and I'll hold a grudge

I'll meet you in the parking lot

Handle some mutha fuckas

Solutionthere ain't none

Nigga I can't run

It's something gonna be done

Then fuck it lets dump some

You wastin your breath

And I'm surprised there's some left

I got my nine on your chest

And you got your mind on your gat

And I got this shit up inside of me

Holdin on like it's riding me

Telling me to get this money

Fuck y'all 'cause you trying me

I bust yall

'cause you eyeing me

What dog

It's inside me

I blame my shit on society

Stackin money inside of me



Verse 2: edi



Where the fuck is my niggas at (right here)

Where the fuck is my bitches at (right here)

For the live

We about to enter this game one more time

Now uh

Throw up your mutha fuckin hood and make it shine

And a

Give up the mutha fuckin goods 'cause they mine

Uh huh

We done forgotten

Dirty niggas from the block

Rotten

Leaving niggas rotten

It's a mutha fucka plottin

Uh huh

We keep it poppin like pussy in the south

Disrespect the lawz

And we'll see fifty to your mouth

We the out-lawz!

Damn right

Stand tight

We the out-lawz!

Smackin these niggas who can't fight

Out-lawz!

Nigga we don't give a what!? 

Out-lawz!

Remember we hit 'em up



Chorus: kastro  (young noble)



How many mutha fuckas here

Gonna show no fear

When there's death in the air

My man

I seen to many crack

Soon as they seen a gat

Even though they be strapped

That ain't g (that ain't g)

I've been all around the world

In every hood that stir

Without a worry in the world

That's me (that's me)

And this outlaw gang

Gonna do a outlaw thang

Till we six feet deep

Six feet deep (six feet deep)



Verse 3: kastro



I wake up with a new 4

Sleep with 2 4

And a 12 gauge pump

Waiting for something to jump

Y'all must be kidding me

Talking about ridding me

Faggot

This world is mines and I ain't having it

Listen

How it feel trying to steal

A nigga you can't kill

A nigga so real we make time stand still

That's me

Lil' og

I oded

And one more

My balls hang

And I bang

Till I'm stiff on the floor

Oh no

Yo

They must have did it again

Talking they self to death

They gonna feel it again

And that's that

That's all

That's it

No more

We the realest to ever did this shit thus far



Verse 4:



Dirty jersey only breed

Killers and dogs

Since I'm both I'm in your driveway

With gauge in the fog

Ain't shit sweet about

A nigga from new york

Accept the not guilty verdict

That you hear in the court

Bang you from the car

Rocking me against the world

And the blood from your face fly and land on your girl

I'm gunnin grown

Even bag up coke when my mother home

Just got the new gun

That bust off with another tone



Chorus: 1x



Verse 5: young noble



Yo

Make a move young homie

If you choose young homie

We school young homies

Who the fuck is us homies

We out-lawz!

Chewing d mutha fuckas

And we about to ball

Best believe mutha fuckas

And it's like a bid

I know y'all been waiting to bump this

We raised your kids with this mutha fuckin thug shit

Noby the holiest

The cripin and the blood shit

Stripper club shit

Bitches giving love quick

Fuck this we gonna take it there

Nigga you wants no part of this

We trade your shares

Make it clear

Where you going

Face your fears

A lot of money to be made this year

Over here

And we hate the cops

We catch you niggas slippin

Then we take your block

My homies stay creeping

And we ride for 'pac

You know it ain't a thang

And we ride for yak

You niggas know it ain't a game

'cause we bleed for this

And if you don't believe in nothing else

Believe in this

Outlawz is it

So come and get it nigga



Chorus 1x                      
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