We got Bad Azz in this fucker (Outlawz) Spice 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown) The Low Lives in this mother (Still thuggin') You the Outlawz in this bitch (Ha, hah, on)
Once again fat nigga fried Do a drive by if you wanna fuck with 'Cause we swallowed My stuck to the ground
And ain't shit that me Dog, I'm heavy And I done seen niggaz get by the pair Runnin' they mouth with one to the ground
I blow my shit 'cause I can it up poppin' the trunk Let's some hands up Now how many real niggaz gonna up?
I thought so, 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 with me, come ride my block with me Intoxively, I bought Hennessey Come ride with me or with me Outlawz
Shit a nigga still breathin' from the last song 'Cause out here it's either or get mashed on Rest in peace to all those who done passed (R.I.P) 'Cause the beat that's in the streets life don't last long
All in between you need to eat, you need some You needs to heat, the you's a condone savage street to shit You got to mash to sleep a week or 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 like we ain't never got it keep shootin' 'em like we ain't never shot it again You got life but you promised to die
Life is death at the end, you put the rest Life is at the end, you put the rest inside (Come on)
Life's short young nigga, get your 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 pain from the last song Shit, we still feelin' rain from the storm Homie either mash or get on Little either blast 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 please when you it to 'em
We keep it movin', motivation is the Ability to niggaz hungry is so lovely But that ain't it, we got soldiers locked down been perfect for what we doin' when they drop down
It's hot now and we up in the thick 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 know I was Plug a hole in his
And out with the niggaz vetti Do a dirty shit, smokin' bomb on the Cut your ass up in pieces, throw your to the sharks I got that, up
Got a glock and I be niggaz in comas You's a mother fuckin' you dyin' for runnin' up on me
You want beef bitch nigga, see me face to After the case, my niggaz travel state to I'm on a mash with 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 the charge, the shorter the yard, I'm dodgin' bullets Rest in peace to who couldn't, I'm not gonna run Keep on mashin' and keep on
I'm lastin' my time Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own 'fore a die here You smoke, I'm a note to keep my mind clear And every nigga that I mash with no fear on
Life's young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on nigga, get your cash on If you see around the corner, get your blast on You gonna die anyway, life don't last
We still feelin' pain the last song Shit, we still feelin' from the last storm Homie either mash or get on Little nigga either blast or get on
A yo, I no, no slope, that slope Livin' with no breath, who go next? No stretch it's time to sprint Time limited, they want my life but I givin' it
Outlaw, Low Lives, taking life We blow mics and I'm breakin' in with soap I'm baitin' now, the nigga you now Full ahead, my beam is red
Niggaz wanna dirty I'm as them Stay in the part You wanna instead?
I'm Mister Shorty to the K, the K, And I'm out here mashin' like a wide assassin I'm ass and takin' names later Better yet, call me Shorty, the motivator
Great sayer, whole cappa drug dealer Low Life nigga, I'm twenty one and gettin' Roll with niggaz, mine's as big as nine 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 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 nigga, get your mash on Hustle on little nigga, get cash on If you see death around the corner, get your on You gonna die anyway, life don't long
We feelin' pain from the last song Shit, we still feelin' rain from the last either mash or get mashed on Little nigga either or get blast on
Life's short young nigga, get 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 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