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In the life we as thugs,
Everbody fuckin wit us so you see
It's to be a man.
wit my gun in hand.

Why explain the Niggas ain't listenin.
Stuck in positions. If victims can't the heat,
stay the fuck out the kitchen.
Have bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin plenty space.
Have bitch niggas snitchin.
Where are we now? found daily.
The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for dope.
They backwards, make burst whenever I rap.
Attack. Words bein known to on contact.
Extreme at times. Blinded by my and fury.
Look at me at my competition's flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay if you niggas knew me. Truely effective.
The shit you ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch.
Run up, face me and trace wit an beam.
It seems niggas ain't my team.
Ain't holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti.
Unload it. 'cause niggas ready. The life of an outlaw.

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Code 3. formation. Pull out your pistols.
an eye out for the devils 'cause they itchin to get you.
Mercy to madman screamin kamikaze in tongue.
Automatic gunfire all my enemies run.
Who should I when I'm shot and bleedin.
Indeed the possibility has part a in cream.
got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.
My foes of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes.
We got fadin fast. A slave for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, dash.
Don't look now. How you it, raw.
Niggas ain't for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender.
Death is for a son to stay free. I'm out.
Fuck the world 'cause this is how made me.
Scarred but breathin.
in me and you could see the victory.
A with jewels. Can you picture me?
of and outlaw.

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City siege. It's like I can't even breathe.
I'm from the of car theives. G, deep from the street.
Plenty beef. I for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.
Mobb Deep. This nigga from tryin to creep.
No wit no straps, jack.
It's on to back.
And an ounce so fat, they my style ?
Get grip wit hollows to get cha.
Snip wit clippers. Get the
I wrote my life down a scripture.

And I'm still on lost in the of the lonely.
Where ain't holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too on a land hell.
Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we it.
Wit the evil it's forever. But it be low down, scandalouz
a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed.
To plan shit. 6 in advaced to what we plotted.
to go on swole and now I got it.

Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch sleepin.
Attach a strap under my pillow and a like we freakin.
deep into morning. Peepin out the weak.
While yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. my mind, outta time. You're all blind.
Some kind of life of mine Kato mind.
Findin it funny, of fact, 'cause it is.
Perhaps finally I at that true over the years as an outlaw.
Eh, Noble.
up nigga.
Would you die for me,
yeah.
Would you for me?
On my grandmother, nigga.
Ah yo.
up.
Let's ride on them stupid bitches now.
out.

Well now all say they roaches and parasites.
Snakes and all might
Thug Life night.
Drink we fist fight.
or death. But you can't win with a vest.
But won't be no breathing for the reason
bitch on your breath.
I see day is dark and I admit dark.
So ?
foolin marks.
And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was for PO's belly.
And let me bust to them niggas till they all sweaty.