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Featuring The Outlawz, Prince Ital Joe]

Intro:

[Bad Azz]

Hennesy

Freeride in the house

Busta Ass

[Kastro]

Outlawz

[Bad Azz]

Outlawz hooked up with that nigga Bad Azz

Makin' cash, motherfucker

[Prince Ital Joe]

See them runnin,

fuck up us by them thug life control

How should the thugster

Must be in the area

Outlaw does the law

Dept on the gangsta

When's Ital Joe in the ruff spot ya

Verse 1:

[Napolean]

Well since a young age

I'll been thugged out till the fullest

Niggas strap now

You don't want me dead

Gimme that, I'll bet I'll pull it

Cause since a young age

I been starvin'

Niggas say hungry

Fuck around with the lonely

You couldn't fuck around with the phony

In this life I lead

Nigga hustle

At a crack speed and I dig greed

Fuck makin' friends respectfully

I will cry for you at your murder scene

This Napolean

But he got quick, don't strike first, it's on again

In the shoe son

On the stash son

At least pretend he born away

This Outlawz, thug don't see

Fuck around you when I see

Your family, all the century

Matter of fack bitch only mention me

I'm comatosed

I'm stretched out on the Westcoast till the fullest

At a overdose of bullets

And tell your bitch ass, shall pull it

You shouldn't fuck around

With the wrong Niggas

At the wrong time

At the wrong place

You shouldn't fuck with some Outlawz

Bad Boy killers

Puffy erasers

Verse 2:

[Kastro]

I'm a soldier

Sober

Even when I'm over

Smoked out, drunk and plus fuckin' on the sofa

In the Ghetto

You jellow, heart full of yellow

You thugged out, all bugged out

And can't settle

Word up

That's worth to me and all I love

My dick's stuck in the dirt

Fuckin' the world and can't bust

Back to the lab

Back to the bed

Born oven

You's a fag

Movin' fast

Happy ass, gone lucky

Picture this

A Nigga get blissed to remeniss

Fuck a ho

Fuck her slow

Put a strong in a stramp

It's me

Drunk as can be, on a humble

I piss shit and shit piss

Fuck till my dick crumble

My life, full of the worst

To imagine

Me in struggle like a magnet

Outlaw ill savage

My time

Step on the grind, wouldn't mind

My life full of late nights

My time wont provide

Chorus: x2

[Bad Azz]

This life of mine

Were only time on my side till I die

Gettin' high,

waste of time

Livin' blind by the light

Gettin' by

The best way I can in these times

And it hurts to know my life ain't really mine

Verse 3:

[E.D.I]

Now the custom my kind are

They label me a plot

Well Am I supposed to let 'em ride on

End on drippin' blood

Like Salaam and I would

It's the wild, wild Westside

Best to recollect

Collect your toys

Try not to get too high

Off the laundry

Cause the crime seen to be you

Pride to the fight

You was yappin'

Now you see through

I fillst the evil

As soon as I enter the section

But I'm a renegade

Made of the days I remember

Ment to only live my life strife free

But Niggas like me

Want mo' hood

So we kick in the do'

Screamin' Outlawz

We outsmart hoes

With Bad Azz fo' sho

Get yours

Get the fuck off

And flow

Verse 4:

[Young Noble]

Yo

I'm hardly livin'

A Nigga pushin' that I should be in

Stuck in hole

The world put me in

Shiverin'

They sayin' thugs ain't citizens

In the civilized world among us

So world hunger

If they could

They take the world from us

And who I mean by they, teachers

Who don't believe in his students

Preachers who take the money

And turns folks us to use 'em

Crooked cops who blast Niggas

For thinkin' guns from ruthless

Politicians and bad lords,

knowin' their motherfucking choosers

Who the fuck they done to roof us

They made a Nigga snap

With bigger gaps and quicker raps

A Nigga nasty perhaps

Brief pass me the strap

Either the Glock or one of the Gauges

Tryin' to stab me or not

On a plot or rockin' stages

Pac raised us

Soldier never let fuckin' cops cage us

Sayin' we all lost souls

And they can't save us

Son is outrages

A faded ass like Noble

Sayin' Outlawz is no more

Thinkin' we all got killed

But we been on the day

Motherfucker since you was on me

Fuck you

Heads or tails get on the green

[Prince Ital Joe]

In the murder you try,

but you can't stop her

This is out the youth

Nobody here will die

Verse 5:

[Bad Azz]

Occupation sayin' Occupie

Rockin' high rhymes while you jockin' mine

Cockin' nine up in these times

Ain't no stoppin' mine

Keep in mind

You can find the streets' greedy thugs

Heat takes souls away

It's no love

Drugs help me cope with no hope

It's like stressin'

Smoke a sassin

Can't find no bomb dope

Continue to pear

For steppin' with conceal weapons

Catchin' cases is in

In off the cell that you sleapped in

Lowlifes and big bold letters

Locked up

A half a key rocked up

I had your ass shot up

I keep dust kicked up

And that's another how you fuck wheels

Born to cause luck

These Outlawz they too much

Rust to the front

And get touched

And it was sluts who hit ya

Go tell 'em

Suck dick and tap

It's the only thing we sell 'em

Catch bullets as they hell 'em

And guess what

Nigga I stay bailin', yellin'

Rider die

Get richer stay high

In this life of mine

Gone were I don't care, I don't care

[Prince Ital Joe]

Gunshots

They tell 'em you go ruff

Gangsta

Buck, buck

(?)

Cause it's like respecting

Respect in every aspect,

that gone to be a suspect

Fuck, fuck

Gunshots

[Outlawz]

Outlawz

What you think about ridin'

You see

Here

We over here

Thug Pound rock

Fo sho

They never quit

Bad Azz

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