[Young Noble] (talking)

We got Bad Azz in this mother fucker (Outlawz!)

Spiggity Spice 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown)

The Low-LIfes in this mother fucker (Still thuggin)

You know The Outlawz in this bitch (hahah.. it's on)



[Napolean - Verse 1]

Once again

Another fat nigga fried

Do a drive-by if you wanna fuck with mine

Cause we swallowed inside

My feet stuck to the ground

And ain't shit that move me

Dog, I'm heavy bound

And I done seen niggaz get touched by the pair

Runnin they mouth with only one to the ground

I blow my shit cause I can back it up

Fuck poppin the trunk

Let's throw some hands up

Now how many real niggaz gonna stand up?

I thought so, niggaz better shut up

I'm five-six, hearts bigger than me

But I'll fuck you up so destructively

Thoughtfully, my mack ten pop for me

Got my glocks with me, come ride my block with me

Intoxively, I bought that hennesee

Come ride with me or homicide with me

Outlawz nigga



[Bad Azz - Verse 2]

Shit a nigga still breathin hard from the last song

Cause out here it's either mash or get mashed on

Rest In Peace to all those who done passed away (R-I-P)

Cause with the beat that's in the streets life don't last long

All in between you need to eat, you need some wheat

You needs to heat, the beat, cause you's a condon savage street to shit

You got to mash to sleep a week or snooze

Stay on my feet, I'm tryin to keep em in some shoes

Stay outta jail, this nigga fucks hard and twos again

Let's get this money like we ain't never got it again

Let's keep shootin em like we ain't never shot it again

You got your life but you promised to die

Life is death at the end, you put the rest inside

Life is d