Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaw 2000

Uh, uh,
Who
Why don't y'all niggas move the over for a minute
Let us get in, up
nigga

I was trained to bang your over
Catch a game that Pac you
Fast lane, can't sober
Get the money, then flip it

But honeys we lace
Nigga we strapped
You take another step and move you eight back
For the I mean mug

You hog and hold a grudge
I'll meet you in the lot
Handle some
Solution, there ain't

I can't run
It's something gonna be
Then fuck it, let's dump
You wastin' breath
And I'm surprised there's left

I got my nine on chest
And you got mind on your gat
And I got this up inside of me
Holdin' on it's riding me

me to get this money
Fuck y'all 'cause you me
I bust y'all you eyeing me
What dog, inside me

I blame my shit on
Stackin' money of me

the fuck is my niggas at?
(Right here)
Where the fuck is my at?
(Right here)

For the live, we about to enter game one more time
Now, uh, throw up your muthafuckin' hood and make it
And a, give up the muthafuckin' goods 'cause mine

Uh huh, we done forgotten, niggas from the block
Rotten, leaving rotten, it's a muthafucka plottin'
Uh huh, we keep it poppin' pussy in the south
Disrespect the Lawz and we'll see to your mouth

We the Outlawz, right, stand tight
We the Outlawz, these niggas who can't fight
Outlawz, nigga we give a what?
Outlawz, we hit 'em up

How muthafuckas here
Gonna no fear?
When death in the air
My man, I too many crack

Soon as they a gat
though they be strapped
That G
(That G)

been all around the world
In every hood stir
a worry in the world
me
(That's me)

And this Outlaw
Gonna do a thang
Till we six feet
Six deep
(Six deep)

I wake up with a new four, with two, four
And a twelve gauge
Waiting for to jump
Y'all be kidding me, talking about ridding me

Faggot, this world is and I ain't having it
Listen, how it feel trying to
A you can't kill
A nigga so we make time stand still

That's me, Lil' OG, I ODed, and one more, my hang
And I bang 'till I'm on the floor, oh no, yo
must have did it again, talking they self to death
They gonna feel it again, and that, that's all
That's it, no more, we the to ever did this shit thus far

Dirty jersey breed killers and dogs
Since I'm both, I'm in driveway
With gauge in the fog, ain't sweet about
A nigga New York

the not guilty verdict
That you hear in the
you from the car
Rocking me against the

And the blood from your fly and land on your girl
I'm grown
Even bag up when my mother home
got the new gun
That bust off with tone

How many here
Gonna show no
When there's in the air
My man, I too many crack

as they seen a gat
Even though be strapped
ain't G
(That G)

I've been all around the
In every hood stir
Without a worry in the
me
(That's me)

And this Outlaw
Gonna do a thang
we six feet deep
Six deep
(Six deep)

Yo, make a move homie
If you young homie
We young homies
Who the fuck is us

We Outlawz, chewing D
And we about to ball, best believe
And it's like a bid, I know y'all been waiting to this
We raised your kids with this thug shit

Noby the holiest, the and the blood shit
Stripper club shit, bitches giving quick
Fuck this we gonna take it
Nigga you no part of this

We trade your shares, it clear
Where you going, face your
A lot of money to be made this
Over here, and we the cops

We catch you niggas slippin', then we take block
My homies creeping, and we ride for 'Pac
You know it a thang, and we ride for Yak
You niggas know it a game

we bleed for this
And if you don't believe in nothing
in this, Outlawz is it
So come and get it

How many muthafuckas
Gonna no fear?
there's death in the air
My man, I too many crack

as they seen a gat
Even though be strapped
That G
(That G)

I've been all around the
In every hood stir
Without a worry in the
me
(That's me)

And this Outlaw
Gonna do a Outlaw
Till we six feet
Six feet
(Six deep)