Where my ganstas at, my bitches at my soldias at, where my killas at Ya'll motha fucka's ready to (let's ride) Ya'll motha fucka's to ride (let's ride) Dayton 2002 go Everybody get and ready Cause my palms are getting is commin and Dayton family is ready, for war All my stand tall, fo sho I'm givin you what been waiting for, Bootleg! I need a bitch to bleed in beg, till the end, the whole world is dead I'm ready to die, but I'm more for killin, Anxious and paranoid is the way I'm feelin Niggas is phony like hobos bologna wanna catch me alone so you can whip straps on But yall, till the day I murdered em' all Stack em tall like you be da Paul, or stack em at all Bitch you see me craw, never see me run In fact the only thing you see'n is the of the gun You to let off Any it's getting set off Take a deep breath and your fuckin head off And they got me, said that niggas is just tryin to cop me Bitin the day stoppa make the shit slum only one Dayton Avenue and one family And that's all it's ever and that's all its gunna be Em' My objective in game is squeeze triggers for figures So get prepared for the shit you ever saw Bootleg is you brining the The outlaws (Chorus) Come on my niggas is you to ride Wit some outlaws, With the last Bitch niggas getting fo sho Out Out Cause we the last fuckin What bunch of rappers think your for war Dayton just walked in the door who's ill as you be prepared because we pointing at you
I be that last fuckin outlaw, cut through jaw Like a motha chainsaw Now in da braw, no fakin, don't nobody move You get this pump, hear this gage Thump Thump You shouldn'a It ain't no where yo body is nuthin left, Ain't no motha fuckin rules nigga So a breath 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, then get the toupee And ain't no lookin back, Feds got yo ass Put you for a stack, then whip you with a mat Motha Fuck your boys, I run through ya'll like 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 you like a fuckin Kuhn Yo click, them niggas phony, walk em into war and play em a fuckin stonney Dayton is what I'm killin, kill shit and bettin Big head niggas, I beat em to a fuckin melon is to yo camp, we green, ya'll some food stamps Grown like some amps, Don't fuck with these state champs, And get prepared for the realist shit you saw Bootleg is you the raw? (Chorus) Come on my is you ready to ride Wit some outlaws, With the outlaws Bitch niggas used fo sho Out Out Cause we the fuckin outlaws What of rappers think your ready for war Dayton Niggas walked in the door 2002 who's ill as you be because we pointing at you On All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me All my niggas gunna ride me Put yo muthafuckin in the sky wit me Outlaws, Outlaws, All my Dayton Ave gunna ride wit me All my niggas worldwide gunna me Put yo guns 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,