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Mother*******s kill me |
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Why y'all *************s don't wanna talk that *************t |
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When we be in the physical form? |
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Why y'all *************s get all shy |
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When we right there next to you at the premiers and *************t? |
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Y'all *************s get a lot of heart when you get up in the studio, huh? |
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Yeah there came a man mother******* wanna talk *************t on the mic |
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Well, do this for me would ya? |
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Next time you get the notion to talk some *************t about an outlaw ************* |
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Or a ************* on the westside, the best side |
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Call me, call me *************, reach out and touch a ************* |
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'Cause if you don't do that and I hear one of you *************s |
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Sayin' something on the record |
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Expect me ************* like you expect Jesus to come back |
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Expect me *************, I'm comin' |
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From the pressure, yeah |
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You know how we do it, outlaw |
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Ride on these suckas |
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After the fire comes the rain, after the pleasure there's pain |
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Even though we broke for the moment, balling again |
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Time to make y'all my military be prepared for the busters similar to |
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******* to scary get to near me we rush 'em |
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Visions of over packed prisons million's of *************s thug living |
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Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us |
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So pull the heat out, ammunition in crate's |
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Move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place |
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I'm sensing *************s is defenseless I'm hitting fence's then getting ghost |
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Who can prevent me shooting senseless at these *************s throats |
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Only wish to breed I explode into a million seeds |
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Y'all remember me legendary live eternally |
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Bury me in pieces 'cause they fear reincarnation |
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*************s screaming peace 'cause they fear when my squad face 'em |
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Take 'em to places, stake they face then erase 'em and brake 'em |
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Murder mother*******s at a rate and then quicken the pace |
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************* made *************s and that bull*************t you goin' through |
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Outlaw bustin' while we ru*************n', we untouchable |
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************* you *************s and that bull*************t you going through |
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We outlaws ru*************ng you busting you, we untouchable |
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************* made *************s and that bull*************t you goin' through |
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Outlaw bustin' while we ru*************n', we untouchable |
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************* you *************s and that bull*************t you going through |
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We outlaws ru*************ng you busting you, we untouchable |
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Aiyo we won't stop, I let them four four pop |
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Tanqueray and alize man *************z get shot |
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I smokin' on some [Incomprehensible] baby, you know it's so gravy |
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Calico's, AK's, *************s yellin' mayday |
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Payday, soon as the red dots connect |
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All that haze and that dro', that Cali sticky icky |
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Strictly 213, 818 |
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323, 310 we outlaws baby |
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I'm surrounded by thugs, slugs with crystal's and pistols, callin' |
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Copy murderers that be softer than tissues |
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Got my persona soulja dedicated to the ******' drama |
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My foes, retreat like crows when opposed by pros |
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Ma*************n' like piranhas or a pack of pits |
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Bodies get wasted, paper chasin' tryna stack a grip |
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Then my mob touched for lots of loot to clutch |
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Clinging for a life which ain't much and a lust for these guns to bust |
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Ain't no trust |
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For these herbs tryna question |
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Keep my burner on the dresser |
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Wake up bustin' in the morning from the pressure |
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************* made *************s and that bull*************t you goin' through |
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Outlaw bustin' while we ru*************n', we untouchable |
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************* you *************s and that bull*************t you going through |
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We outlaws ru*************ng you busting you, we untouchable |
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************* made *************s and that bull*************t you goin' through |
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Outlaw bustin' while we ru*************n', we untouchable |
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************* you *************s and that bull*************t you going through |
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We outlaws ru*************ng you busting you, we untouchable |
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I never had a chance to be a buster, I was raised hard |
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With the homies sheddin' tattoo tears out near the graveyard |
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I rep my outlaws deeply |
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Done seen to many real playas fall, to let the industry cheat me |
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Only behind the scenes do they see me as Tupac |
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The Don in this ************* with two glocks, I'm wrong |
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The homies still gon' roll and standin' with ya biggest G |
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You still gon' fold I can guarantee you a loss |
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The homie Pac told me, I can guarantee you a boss |
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And it was him for a brief minute |
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Far as my life since he disappeared I still ain't found peace in it |
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But still strugglin' like Mumia Abu |
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It was 'bout to end truely, I knew, named my daughter Asada |
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For that alone, make her more than a rider |
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Got every homie trigga finga under the set |
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**** or guaranteed now my one-o-one'll connect |
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************* made *************s and that bull*************t you goin' through |
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Outlaw bustin' while we ru*************n', we untouchable |
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************* you *************s and that bull*************t you going through |
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We outlaws ru*************ng you busting you, we untouchable |
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************* made *************s and that bull*************t you goin' through |
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Outlaw bustin' while we ru*************n', we untouchable |
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************* you *************s and that bull*************t you going through |
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We outlaws ru*************ng you busting you, we untouchable |
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************* you *************s and that bull*************t you going through |
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Outlaws, we untouchable |
