| 作曲 : Cox, Greenidge, Jordan | |
| (feat. Edi/Kastro) | |
| Edi (talking) | |
| C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon... Smoke It | |
| Outlawz c'mon... Yea... Blood Brothers c'mon | |
| Intoduction to the Outlaw Lifestyle | |
| Blood Brothers ya know | |
| Hit the weed, get the drank | |
| Edi... Kastro... Load up, put one in | |
| Outlaw Recordz... please respect it | |
| Here we go | |
| [Edi] | |
| Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyle | |
| Get the weed, get the drank | |
| Turn the lights down | |
| Bang ya hood | |
| Show ya tatts | |
| Let them niggaz know | |
| They crossed the muthafuckin' line | |
| And now they gotta go | |
| Im with my family and I'm finna' light it | |
| Fuck yall niggaz | |
| I cant see a damn thang but us dog | |
| Makaveli lives and shit I'm the fuckin proof | |
| 2nd generation Thug Life | |
| Who is you? | |
| Hood to hood... Outlaw please respect it | |
| We them niggaz gettin' helix | |
| When it get hectic | |
| Well trained, smell game from a mile away | |
| Get the bitch to the hide away right away | |
| Edi - i - like a thief in the night | |
| I rock her to sleep | |
| I put my piece thru the light | |
| We breathe thru the light | |
| And we the strength for the strong | |
| Keepin' it going | |
| Yall muthafuckas hate cause you know | |
| Here we go | |
| Kastro (chorus) | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... ghetto shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho's | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take money-money | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| [Kastro] | |
| The butchery, gun talk and money moves | |
| The prophecy for young thugs is born to loose | |
| Walk in my shoes | |
| If you can you's a man | |
| Two hands on ya balls | |
| These squares can't understand | |
| Daddy... raised me crazy | |
| And now I'm worst | |
| Down thursty for thug money | |
| I guess I'm cursed | |
| Who woulda' knew... that... | |
| When the kid got big | |
| I'd be thugged out without giving a shit | |
| I spit dues | |
| Appears to me no school | |
| Follow the leader | |
| I'll lead ya | |
| We will not loose | |
| Im from a rotten deck | |
| From my cards I gotta stoppin' tek | |
| No sweat.......... I demand respect | |
| And respect you take | |
| You walk lightly, politely | |
| I do what's not right | |
| Like ???? Spike Lee | |
| Ain't nobody like me | |
| No need to look | |
| Im down hard | |
| I die hard | |
| I think I'm hooked | |
| Kastro (chorus) | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... gutta shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho's | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take money-money | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| [Edi ] | |
| We.... settin' up shop ?? Pac til the death of me | |
| I hear ya back up in my head | |
| Dont have to pressure me | |
| Elevation, preparation | |
| 'Bout to take this over | |
| 'Bout to get a face in this game | |
| Im mase over | |
| Tired of niggaz giving me the same run around | |
| You sellin' coke, shootin' the block | |
| You's a rapper POW | |
| Nigga please spare me all the details | |
| Me and mine gon' ball or see hell | |
| Will we fail? Nigga neva' | |
| I got a one shot deal | |
| And dog it's so real | |
| Im out here like whatever | |
| I could pay these bills or shoot to kill | |
| Cause gutta shit is all I like | |
| Bump a bitch in the day | |
| And we fuckin' at night (yeah) | |
| Ghetto shit is all I love | |
| Over packed clubs | |
| And oversized dub's (shit) | |
| 22's, money rules in the life we lead | |
| Lifestyle of an Outlaw.. O.G | |
| Kastro (chorus) | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... ghetto shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho's | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take money-money | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| Ghetto shit, Gutta shit nigga |
| zuo qu : Cox, Greenidge, Jordan | |
| feat. Edi Kastro | |
| Edi talking | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon... Smoke It | |
| Outlawz c' mon... Yea... Blood Brothers c' mon | |
| Intoduction to the Outlaw Lifestyle | |
| Blood Brothers ya know | |
| Hit the weed, get the drank | |
| Edi... Kastro... Load up, put one in | |
| Outlaw Recordz... please respect it | |
| Here we go | |
| Edi | |
| Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyle | |
| Get the weed, get the drank | |
| Turn the lights down | |
| Bang ya hood | |
| Show ya tatts | |
| Let them niggaz know | |
| They crossed the muthafuckin' line | |
| And now they gotta go | |
| Im with my family and I' m finna' light it | |
| Fuck yall niggaz | |
| I cant see a damn thang but us dog | |
| Makaveli lives and shit I' m the fuckin proof | |
| 2nd generation Thug Life | |
| Who is you? | |
| Hood to hood... Outlaw please respect it | |
| We them niggaz gettin' helix | |
| When it get hectic | |
| Well trained, smell game from a mile away | |
| Get the bitch to the hide away right away | |
| Edi i like a thief in the night | |
| I rock her to sleep | |
| I put my piece thru the light | |
| We breathe thru the light | |
| And we the strength for the strong | |
| Keepin' it going | |
| Yall muthafuckas hate cause you know | |
| Here we go | |
| Kastro chorus | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... ghetto shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho' s | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take moneymoney | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| Kastro | |
| The butchery, gun talk and money moves | |
| The prophecy for young thugs is born to loose | |
| Walk in my shoes | |
| If you can you' s a man | |
| Two hands on ya balls | |
| These squares can' t understand | |
| Daddy... raised me crazy | |
| And now I' m worst | |
| Down thursty for thug money | |
| I guess I' m cursed | |
| Who woulda' knew... that... | |
| When the kid got big | |
| I' d be thugged out without giving a shit | |
| I spit dues | |
| Appears to me no school | |
| Follow the leader | |
| I' ll lead ya | |
| We will not loose | |
| Im from a rotten deck | |
| From my cards I gotta stoppin' tek | |
| No sweat.......... I demand respect | |
| And respect you take | |
| You walk lightly, politely | |
| I do what' s not right | |
| Like nbsp???? Spike Lee | |
| Ain' t nobody like me | |
| No need to look | |
| Im down hard | |
| I die hard | |
| I think I' m hooked | |
| Kastro chorus | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... gutta shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho' s | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take moneymoney | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| Edi | |
| We.... settin' up shop nbsp?? Pac til the death of me | |
| I hear ya back up in my head | |
| Dont have to pressure me | |
| Elevation, preparation | |
| ' Bout to take this over | |
| ' Bout to get a face in this game | |
| Im mase over | |
| Tired of niggaz giving me the same run around | |
| You sellin' coke, shootin' the block | |
| You' s a rapper POW | |
| Nigga please spare me all the details | |
| Me and mine gon' ball or see hell | |
| Will we fail? Nigga neva' | |
| I got a one shot deal | |
| And dog it' s so real | |
| Im out here like whatever | |
| I could pay these bills or shoot to kill | |
| Cause gutta shit is all I like | |
| Bump a bitch in the day | |
| And we fuckin' at night yeah | |
| Ghetto shit is all I love | |
| Over packed clubs | |
| And oversized dub' s shit | |
| 22' s, money rules in the life we lead | |
| Lifestyle of an Outlaw.. O. G | |
| Kastro chorus | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... ghetto shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho' s | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take moneymoney | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| Ghetto shit, Gutta shit nigga |
| zuò qǔ : Cox, Greenidge, Jordan | |
| feat. Edi Kastro | |
| Edi talking | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon... Smoke It | |
| Outlawz c' mon... Yea... Blood Brothers c' mon | |
| Intoduction to the Outlaw Lifestyle | |
| Blood Brothers ya know | |
| Hit the weed, get the drank | |
| Edi... Kastro... Load up, put one in | |
| Outlaw Recordz... please respect it | |
| Here we go | |
| Edi | |
| Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyle | |
| Get the weed, get the drank | |
| Turn the lights down | |
| Bang ya hood | |
| Show ya tatts | |
| Let them niggaz know | |
| They crossed the muthafuckin' line | |
| And now they gotta go | |
| Im with my family and I' m finna' light it | |
| Fuck yall niggaz | |
| I cant see a damn thang but us dog | |
| Makaveli lives and shit I' m the fuckin proof | |
| 2nd generation Thug Life | |
| Who is you? | |
| Hood to hood... Outlaw please respect it | |
| We them niggaz gettin' helix | |
| When it get hectic | |
| Well trained, smell game from a mile away | |
| Get the bitch to the hide away right away | |
| Edi i like a thief in the night | |
| I rock her to sleep | |
| I put my piece thru the light | |
| We breathe thru the light | |
| And we the strength for the strong | |
| Keepin' it going | |
| Yall muthafuckas hate cause you know | |
| Here we go | |
| Kastro chorus | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... ghetto shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho' s | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take moneymoney | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| Kastro | |
| The butchery, gun talk and money moves | |
| The prophecy for young thugs is born to loose | |
| Walk in my shoes | |
| If you can you' s a man | |
| Two hands on ya balls | |
| These squares can' t understand | |
| Daddy... raised me crazy | |
| And now I' m worst | |
| Down thursty for thug money | |
| I guess I' m cursed | |
| Who woulda' knew... that... | |
| When the kid got big | |
| I' d be thugged out without giving a shit | |
| I spit dues | |
| Appears to me no school | |
| Follow the leader | |
| I' ll lead ya | |
| We will not loose | |
| Im from a rotten deck | |
| From my cards I gotta stoppin' tek | |
| No sweat.......... I demand respect | |
| And respect you take | |
| You walk lightly, politely | |
| I do what' s not right | |
| Like nbsp???? Spike Lee | |
| Ain' t nobody like me | |
| No need to look | |
| Im down hard | |
| I die hard | |
| I think I' m hooked | |
| Kastro chorus | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... gutta shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho' s | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take moneymoney | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| Edi | |
| We.... settin' up shop nbsp?? Pac til the death of me | |
| I hear ya back up in my head | |
| Dont have to pressure me | |
| Elevation, preparation | |
| ' Bout to take this over | |
| ' Bout to get a face in this game | |
| Im mase over | |
| Tired of niggaz giving me the same run around | |
| You sellin' coke, shootin' the block | |
| You' s a rapper POW | |
| Nigga please spare me all the details | |
| Me and mine gon' ball or see hell | |
| Will we fail? Nigga neva' | |
| I got a one shot deal | |
| And dog it' s so real | |
| Im out here like whatever | |
| I could pay these bills or shoot to kill | |
| Cause gutta shit is all I like | |
| Bump a bitch in the day | |
| And we fuckin' at night yeah | |
| Ghetto shit is all I love | |
| Over packed clubs | |
| And oversized dub' s shit | |
| 22' s, money rules in the life we lead | |
| Lifestyle of an Outlaw.. O. G | |
| Kastro chorus | |
| I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life | |
| So... ghetto shit is all I like | |
| Like loud mouth ho' s | |
| Foul mouth folks | |
| Up 3 days straight | |
| Thuggin' in the same clothes | |
| We scrap for a living | |
| Trapped in this prison | |
| We take moneymoney | |
| Without asking permission | |
| Our hearts pump thug shit | |
| Our blood drip fire | |
| The life of an Outlaw | |
| For swears to admire | |
| Ghetto shit, Gutta shit nigga |
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