Where my ganstas at, my bitches at Where my at, where my killas at Ya'll motha fucka's ready to (let's ride) Ya'll motha fucka's ready to (let's ride) Dayton Family go Everybody get prepared and my palms are getting sweaty Armageddon is commin and Dayton is ready, for war All my soldias tall, fo sho I'm givin you what you've waiting for, Bootleg! I a bitch to bleed in beg, sufferin till the end, the whole world is dead I'm ready to die, but I'm eager for killin, and paranoid is describing the way I'm feelin Niggas is like hobos without bologna wanna catch me so you can whip your straps on But fuck yall, till the day I em' all Stack em tall like you be da Paul, or don't em at all Bitch you see me craw, never see me run In fact the only thing you is the barrel of the gun You to let off Any time getting set off Take a deep breath and blow fuckin head off And they got me, said that some niggas is tryin to cop me Bitin the day stoppa the shit sound slum There's only one Dayton Avenue and one And that's all ever been and that's all its gunna be Em' My objective in this game is squeeze triggers for So get prepared for the realist you ever saw Bootleg is you brining the The last (Chorus) on my niggas is you ready to ride Wit outlaws, outlaws With the outlaws Bitch niggas used fo sho Out Out Cause we the fuckin outlaws What bunch of think your ready for war Dayton Niggas just walked in the 2002 who's ill as you be prepared we pointing at you
I be last fuckin outlaw, cut through your jaw a motha fuckin chainsaw Now in da braw, ain't no fakin, don't nobody You get this pump, this gage goin Thump Thump You shouldn'a It ain't no telling where yo is Ain't left, Ain't no motha fuckin rules nigga So fucka a You got me searchin for yo momma house, right the streat Gotta me bustin at the FBI, they leave You got a plan to get away, real shit with no Till he worries stay, get away the toupee And ain't no back, Feds got yo ass jacked Put you for a stack, whip you with a black mat Motha Fuck your boys, I run ya'll like Tonka toys Where the I'm runnin and gunnin you bitches here on my tomb Listen to the safe boom, Let me in this room, and I'm gunna hang you a fuckin Kuhn Yo click, niggas phony, walk em into war and play em like a fuckin stonney Dayton is what I'm killin, kill shit and star Big head niggas, I beat em to a fuckin melon is to yo camp, we green, ya'll some food stamps Grown some amps, Don't fuck with these state champs, Ughh And get prepared for the realist you ever saw Bootleg is you the raw? (Chorus) Come on my niggas is you ready to Wit some outlaws, With the outlaws niggas getting used fo sho Out Out Cause we the last fuckin What bunch of think your ready for war Dayton just walked in the door 2002 who's ill as you be prepared because we at you On All my Dayton Ave niggas ride wit me All my worldwide gunna ride me Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me Outlaws, Outlaws, All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna wit me All my niggas gunna ride me Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me Outlaws, Outlaws, All my Dayton Ave niggas ride wit me All my worldwide gunna ride me Put yo guns in the sky wit me Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws,