We got Bad Azz in mother fucker (Outlawz) Spiggity 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown) The Low in this mother fucker (Still thuggin') You the Outlawz in this bitch (Ha, hah, on)
Once another fat nigga fried Do a drive by if you wanna fuck with 'Cause we inside My stuck to the ground
And ain't that move me Dog, I'm bound And I done seen get touched by the pair Runnin' they mouth with only one to the
I blow my shit 'cause I can it up Fuck poppin' the Let's throw some up Now how many niggaz gonna stand up?
I so, niggaz better shut up I'm five, six, heart's bigger me But I'll fuck you up so Thoughtfully, my ten pop for me
Got my glocks with me, ride my block with me Intoxively, I that Hennessey ride with me or homicide with me Outlawz
Shit a nigga breathin' hard from the last song 'Cause out here it's either mash or get on in peace to all those who done passed away (R.I.P) 'Cause with the beat that's in the life don't last 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 mash to a week or snooze Stay on my feet, I'm to keep 'em in some shoes
Stay outta jail, this nigga hard and twos again Let's get money like we ain't never got it again Let's keep '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 rest Life is death at the end, you put the inside (Come on)
short young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on nigga, get your cash on If you see death the corner, get your blast on You die anyway, life don't last long
We still feelin' pain the last song Shit, we feelin' rain from the last storm Homie either or get mashed on Little nigga either or get blast on
I see how you got to play it now, you got to lay it And clown for crown, have respect now That's a test just to see if you bring it to 'em Then come a whole lot of when you bring it to 'em
We it movin', motivation is the money to feed niggaz hungry is so lovely But that ain't it, we got some soldiers down It's been perfect for what we doin' when they drop
It's hot now and we right up in the of it Picture this, all of us, eatin' Sittin' on the porch by our house, something in a stash How do we outlast? Always keep
on the scene with the nine Never would of thought I'd be gettin' Bossilini, straight dog Plotted my magazine, master
niggaz who blast me He didn't know I was He didn't I was ready Plug a in his chest
And out with the niggaz vetti Do a dirty shit, bomb on the dock Cut ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the sharks I got that, up
Got a and I be puttin' niggaz in comas You's a mother fool you dyin' for runnin' 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 with case so I can't There's so many in state, lord, I'm always gonna take
My fate keep guessin', Smith and Wesson The lesser the charge, the shorter the yard, I'm bullets Rest in peace to those who couldn't, I'm not run Keep on mashin' and on blastin'
I'm lastin' my time Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own time 'fore a die You wanna smoke, I'm a note to keep my clear And nigga that I know mash with no fear on
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, don't last long
We still feelin' from the last song Shit, we still rain from the last storm either mash or get mashed on Little nigga blast or get blast on
A yo, I no, no slope, that slope Livin' with no breath, who wanna go No stretch when it's to sprint limited, they want my life but I ain't givin' it
Outlaw, Low Lives, taking life We blow mics and I'm breakin' in with soap I'm now, the nigga you hate now Full steam ahead, my is red
Niggaz wanna dirty I'm clean as hurtin' in the part You bleed instead?
I'm Shorty to the K, the K, f-fantastic And I'm out mashin' like a nation wide assassin I'm kickin' ass and takin' names Better yet, me Shorty, the motivator dominator
rhymes sayer, whole cappa drug dealer Low nigga, I'm twenty one and gettin' bigger Roll niggaz, mine's as big as nine figures Yeah, them low life niggaz, five, five niggaz, nigga
You'll get high, by, once in a while, I see ya lovin' my style You know I can take it, roll with a by for nothin' Divide, lay low until the be out The four, five on the ground, and out To fourteen days time, Low Lives
short 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' from the last song Shit, we still feelin' from the last storm Homie mash or get mashed on nigga either blast or get blast 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 don't last
We still feelin' pain from the last Shit, we still rain from the last storm either mash or get mashed on Little either blast or get blast on