We got Bad Azz in mother fucker (Outlawz) Spiggity Spice 1 in this mother (Oaktown) The Low Lives in mother fucker (Still thuggin') You the Outlawz in this bitch (Ha, hah, on)
Once again another fat fried Do a drive by if you wanna fuck with we swallowed inside My feet to the ground
And ain't shit that me Dog, I'm bound And I seen niggaz get touched by the pair Runnin' they with only one to the ground
I my shit 'cause I can back it up Fuck the trunk Let's throw hands up Now how real niggaz gonna stand up?
I thought so, niggaz shut up I'm five, six, heart's than me But I'll fuck you up so Thoughtfully, my ten pop for me
Got my glocks with me, come ride my block me Intoxively, I bought that Come with me or homicide with me nigga
Shit a nigga still breathin' hard from the song 'Cause out here either mash or get mashed on Rest in peace to all who done passed away (R.I.P) 'Cause with the beat that's in the streets life don't long
All in you need to eat, you need some wheat You needs to heat, the you's a condone savage street to shit You got to to sleep a week or snooze Stay on my feet, I'm tryin' to keep 'em in shoes
Stay outta jail, this fucks hard and twos again Let's get this money we ain't never got it again keep shootin' 'em like we ain't never shot it again You got life but you promised to die
is death at the end, you put the rest inside Life is at the end, you put the rest inside (Come on)
Life's young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on little nigga, get your on If you see death around the corner, get your on You gonna die anyway, life last long
We still feelin' pain from the song Shit, we still rain from the last storm Homie either 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, respect now That's a test just to see if you gonna it to 'em Then a whole lot of please when you bring it to 'em
We keep it movin', is the money Ability to niggaz hungry is so lovely But ain't it, we got some soldiers locked down It's perfect for what we doin' when they drop down
It's hot now and we right up in the of it Picture this, all of us, eatin' on the porch by our house, leavin' something in a stash How do we outlast? keep cash
Sittin' on the with the nine Never would of thought I'd be mine Bossilini, straight dog Plotted my magazine, cream
Disintegrate niggaz who me He know I was trapped He didn't I was ready Plug a hole in his
And check out the niggaz vetti Do a dirty shit, smokin' bomb on the Cut your ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the I got that, up
Got a glock and I be niggaz in comas You's a fuckin' fool you dyin' for runnin' up on me
You want bitch nigga, see me face to face After the case, my niggaz state to state I'm on a mash with so I can't procrastinate so many lives in state, lord, I'm always gonna 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 lastin' my here Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own 'fore a die here You wanna smoke, I'm a note to my mind clear And every nigga I know mash with no fear on
Life's young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on little nigga, get cash on If you see around the corner, get your blast on You gonna die anyway, life last long
We still feelin' pain from the song Shit, we still rain from the last storm Homie mash or get mashed on nigga either blast or get blast on
A yo, I takes no, no slope, slope Livin' with no breath, who go next? No stretch when time to sprint Time limited, want my life but I ain't givin' it
Outlaw, Low Lives, taking your We blow mics and I'm breakin' in soap dice I'm now, the nigga you hate now Full steam ahead, my is red
Niggaz fight dirty I'm clean as Stay in the part You wanna instead?
I'm Mister to the K, the K, f-fantastic And I'm out here mashin' like a nation assassin I'm ass and takin' names later yet, call me Shorty, the motivator dominator
Great sayer, whole cappa drug dealer Low nigga, I'm twenty one and gettin' bigger with niggaz, mine's as big as nine figures Yeah, them low life niggaz, them five, five niggaz,
You'll get high, roll by, once in a while, I see ya my style You know I can take it, roll with a stand by for Divide, lay low until the be out The four, on the ground, forty and out To fourteen days hard time, Low
Life's short young nigga, get mash on Hustle on little nigga, get your on If you see death the corner, get your blast on You gonna die anyway, life last long
We feelin' pain from the last song Shit, we still feelin' rain from the last either mash or get mashed on Little nigga blast or get blast on
Life's short nigga, get your mash on Hustle on little nigga, get cash on If you see death around the corner, get blast on You gonna die anyway, don't last long
We still feelin' pain from the last Shit, we still feelin' from the last storm Homie mash or get mashed on Little nigga either or get blast on