We got Bad Azz in this fucker (Outlawz) Spiggity 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown) The Low in this mother fucker (Still thuggin') You know the Outlawz in this (Ha, hah, on)
Once again another fat fried Do a by if you wanna fuck with mine 'Cause we inside My stuck to the ground
And ain't shit that me Dog, I'm bound And I done seen get touched by the pair Runnin' mouth with only one to the ground
I blow my shit I can back it up poppin' the trunk Let's throw hands up Now how many niggaz gonna stand up?
I so, niggaz better shut up I'm five, six, bigger than me But I'll you up so destructively Thoughtfully, my ten pop for me
Got my glocks with me, come ride my with me Intoxively, I bought that Come ride with me or with me Outlawz
Shit a nigga still breathin' hard the last song out here it's either mash or get mashed on Rest in to all those who done passed away (R.I.P) 'Cause with the beat that's in the streets life last long
All in you need to eat, you need some wheat You needs to heat, the 'Cause you's a condone street to shit You got to to sleep a week or snooze Stay on my feet, I'm tryin' to keep 'em in some
Stay outta jail, nigga fucks hard and twos again Let's get this like we ain't never got it again Let's shootin' 'em like we ain't never shot it again You got your but you promised to die
Life is death at the end, you put the inside Life is death at the end, you put the inside (Come on)
Life's short young nigga, get mash on on little nigga, get your cash on If you see death around the corner, get your on You die anyway, life don't last long
We still pain from the last song Shit, we still feelin' rain from the storm Homie mash or get mashed on Little nigga either blast or get on
I see how you got to play it now, you got to lay it And clown for your crown, have now That's a test to see if you gonna bring it to 'em Then a whole lot of please when you bring it to 'em
We keep it movin', is the money Ability to feed hungry is so lovely But that ain't it, we got some soldiers down It's been perfect for what we when they drop down
It's hot now and we right up in the of it Picture this, all of us, chips on the porch by our house, leavin' something in a stash How do we outlast? Always keep
Sittin' on the scene with the would of thought I'd be gettin' mine Bossilini, murder dog Plotted my magazine, cream
niggaz who blast me He didn't know I was He didn't I was ready a hole in his chest
And check out with the niggaz Do a dirty shit, bomb on the dock Cut your ass up in pieces, your meat to the sharks I got that, up
Got a glock and I be niggaz in comas You's a mother fuckin' 'Cause you dyin' for up on me
You beef bitch nigga, see me face to face After the case, my niggaz state to state I'm on a mash case so I can't procrastinate There's so many lives in state, lord, I'm always take
My fate guessin', Smith and Wesson stressin' The lesser the charge, the the yard, I'm dodgin' bullets Rest in peace to who couldn't, I'm not gonna run Keep on and keep on blastin'
I'm my time here Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own 'fore a die here You wanna smoke, I'm a note to keep my mind And every nigga I know mash with no fear on
Life's short young nigga, get mash on Hustle on little nigga, get cash on If you see around the corner, get your blast on You gonna die anyway, don't last long
We feelin' pain from the last song Shit, we still feelin' rain from the last Homie either or get mashed on nigga either blast or get blast on
A yo, I no, no slope, that slope Livin' no breath, who wanna go next? No stretch when it's time to Time limited, they my life but I ain't givin' it
Outlaw, Low Lives, your life We blow mics and I'm breakin' in with soap I'm baitin' now, the nigga you now steam ahead, my beam is red
Niggaz fight dirty I'm clean as Stay in the part You wanna instead?
I'm Shorty to the K, the K, f-fantastic And I'm out here like a nation wide assassin I'm kickin' ass and names later Better yet, call me Shorty, the motivator
Great rhymes sayer, whole cappa dealer Low Life nigga, I'm one and gettin' bigger Roll with niggaz, mine's as big as nine Yeah, them low niggaz, them five, five niggaz, nigga
You'll get high, roll by, once in a while, I see ya lovin' my You know I can it, roll with a stand by for nothin' Divide, lay low the ride be out The four, five on the ground, and out To days hard time, Low Lives
Life's young nigga, get your mash on on little nigga, get your cash on If you see around the corner, get your blast on You gonna die anyway, life don't long
We still pain from the last song Shit, we still feelin' from the last storm Homie either mash or get on Little nigga blast or get blast on
short young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on nigga, get your cash on If you see around the corner, get your blast on You die anyway, life don't last long
We still pain from the last song Shit, we feelin' rain from the last storm Homie mash or get mashed on Little nigga either or get blast on