Outlaw 2000 - Outlawz

歌手:Outlawz · 专辑:Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us · 发行:2000-11-07
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Outlaw 2000
歌手:Outlawz
所属专辑:Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us
发行时间:2000-11-07
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Outlaw 2000 - Outlawz 文本歌词
Uh, uh, Outlawz
Who
Why don't y'all niggas move the f**k over for a minute
Let us get in, time's up
Outlaw ni**a
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
Ni**a we stay strapped
You take another step and I'll move you eight 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 muthaf**kas
Solution, there ain't none
Ni**a I can't run
It's something gonna be done
Then f**k it, let's 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 sh*t up inside of me
Holdin' on like it's riding me
Telling me to get this money
F**k y'all 'cause you trying me
I bust y'all 'cause you eyeing me
What dog, it's inside me
I blame my sh*t on society
Stackin' money inside of me
Where the f**k is my niggas at?
(Right here)
Where the f**k is my b**ches at?
(Right here)
For the live, we about to enter this game one more time
Now, uh, throw up your muthaf**kin' hood and make it shine
And a, give up the muthaf**kin' goods 'cause they mine
Uh huh, we done forgotten, dirty niggas from the block
Rotten, leaving niggas rotten, it's a muthaf**ka plottin'
Uh huh, we keep it poppin' like p**sy in the south
Disrespect the Lawz and we'll see fifty to your mouth
We the Outlawz, damn right, stand tight
We the Outlawz, smackin' these niggas who can't fight
Outlawz, ni**a we don't give a what?
Outlawz, remember we hit 'em up
How many muthaf**kas here
Gonna show no fear?
When there's death in the air
My man, I seen too 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)
I wake up with a new four, sleep with two, four
And a twelve 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 ni**a you can't kill
A ni**a 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 sh*t thus far
Dirty jersey only breed killers and dogs
Since I'm both, I'm in your driveway
With gauge in the fog, ain't sh*t sweet about
A ni**a 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
How many muthaf**kas here
Gonna show no fear?
When there's death in the air
My man, I seen too 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)
Yo, make a move young homie
If you choose young homie
We school young homies
Who the f**k is us homies?
We Outlawz, chewing D muthaf**kas
And we about to ball, best believe muthaf**kas
And it's like a bid, I know y'all been waiting to bump this
We raised your kids with this muthaf**kin' thug sh*t
Noby the holiest, the cripin' and the blood sh*t
Stripper club sh*t, b**ches giving love quick
F**k this we gonna take it there
Ni**a 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 ni**a
How many muthaf**kas here
Gonna show no fear?
When there's death in the air
My man, I seen too 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)
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