Outlaw 2000 lyrics

[Intro: Young Noble, Napoleon, E.D.I.]
Uh
Uh uh Mu in there
Outlawz
Who?
Can't y'all n*ggas move the f*ck over for a minute
Get the f*ck out
Let us get in
Time's up
Outlaw n*gga

[Verse 1: Napoleon]
I was trained to bang, your life over
Catch a game that Pac told you
Fast lane, can't stay sober
Get the money, then flip it over
But honeys we lace that
n*gga we stay strapped
You take another step and I'll move you eight back
For the money I mean mug
You hog and I'll hold a grudge
Then I'll meet you in the parking lot
Hand you some slugs
f*ck a solution, it ain't none
n*gga I can't run
It's something gonna be done
Then f*ck it lets dump some
You wastin' your breath
And I'm surprised there's some left
I got my nine on your chest
And you got your mind on your death
And I got this sh*t up inside of me (Inside of me)
Holdin' on like its riding me (Ridin' me)
Telling me to get this money
f*ck y'all cause you trying me
I bust y'all 'cause you eyeing me
What dog, it's inside me
I blame my sh*t on society
Stackin money inside of me
[Verse 2: E.D.I.]
Where the f*ck is my n*ggas at (Right here)
Where the f*ck is my b*tches at (Right here)
For the live we about to enter this game one more time
Now uh, throw up your mutha f*ckin hood and make it shine
And uh give up the mutha f*ckin goods cause they mine
Uh huh, we the forgotten, dirty n*ggas from the block
Ridin', leaving n*ggas rotten
It's the mutha f*cka plottin uh huh
We keep it poppin like pus*y in the south
Disrespect the Lawz and we'll see fifty to your mouth
We the Out-Lawz!, Damn right, Stand Tight
We the Out-Lawz! Smackin these n*ggas who can't fight
Out-Lawz! n*gga we don't give a what!?
Out-Lawz! Remember we Hit 'Em Up

[Chorus: Kastro, Young Noble, Kastro & Young Noble]
How many muthaf*ckas here (Here) Gonna show no fear
When there's death in the air (I don't know) My man
I seen to many crack, soon as they seen a gat
Even though they be strapped that ain't G (That ain't G)
I've been all around the world in every hood that's thorough
Without a worry in the world that's me (That's me)
And this Outlaw gang, gon' do a Outlaw thang (Uh huh)
Till we six feet deep, six feet deep
[Verse 3: Kastro]
I wake up with a new fo', sleep with two fo'
And a 12 gauge pump, waiting for something to jump (Uh)
Y'all must be kidding me, talkin' about ridding me faggot
This world is mines and I ain't having it (Uh uh)
Listen how it feel trying to steal a n*gga you can't kill
A n*gga so real we make time stand still (Say What?)
That's me, lil' OG, I OD'd, and want mo'
My balls hang and I bang 'til I'm stiff on the flo'
Oh no (Oh no) Yo they must have did it again (Uh)
Talking they self to death, they gonna feel it again
And that's that (That's that) That's all, that's it, no more (Nah)
We the realest to ever did this sh*t thus far

[Verse 4: Akwylah]
Dirty jersey only breed, killers and dogs
Since I'm both I'm in your driveway with a gauge in the fog
Ain't sh*t sweet about a n*gga from Newark
Accept the not guilty verdict that you hear in the court
Bang you from the car rockin' Me Against the World
And the blood from your face fly and land on your girl
I'm gutter grown even bag up coke when my mother home
Just got the new gun that bust off with another tone

[Chorus: Kastro, Young Noble, Kastro & Young Noble]
How many muthaf*ckas here (Here) Gonna show no fear (Fear)
When there's death in the air (I don't know) My man
I seen to many crack, soon as they seen a gat
Even though they be strapped that ain't G (That ain't G)
I've been all around the world in every hood that's thorough
Without a worry in the world that's me (That's me)
And this Outlaw gang, gon' do a Outlaw thang
Till we six feet deep, six feet deep
[Verse 5: Young Noble]
Yo, make a move young homie, if you choose young homie (Say what?)
We school young homies (C'mon!) Who the f*ck is us homies? (Uh huh)
We Out-lawz! True indeed muthaf*ckas
And we about to ball, best believe muthaf*ckas
It was like a bid I know y'all been waiting to bump this
We raised your kids with this mutha f*ckin thug sh*t
Noby the holiest, the Criping and the Blood sh*t
Stripper club sh*t, b*tches giving love quick
f*ck this we gonna take it there
n*gga you wants no part of this we trade your shares
Make it clear, where you going face your fears
A lot of money to be made this year over here
And we hate the cops, we catch you n*ggas slippin
Then we take your block, my homies stay creeping
And we ride for 'Pac, you know it ain't a thang
And we ride for Yak, you n*ggas know it ain't a game
Cause we bleed for this and if you don't believe in nothing else
Believe in this, Outlawz is it
So come and get it n*gga

[Chorus: Kastro, Young Noble, Kastro & Young Noble]
How many muthaf*ckas here, gonna show no fear
When there's death in the air, my man
I seen to many crack (Crack) Soon as they seen a gat (Gat)
Even though they be strapped that ain't G (That ain't G)
I've been all around the world in every hood that's thorough
Without a worry in the world that's me (That's me)
And this Outlaw gang, gon' do a Outlaw thang
Till we six feet deep, six feet deep

[Outro: Young Noble, Kastro & E.D.I.]
Uh 'til we six feet deep, uh, we gon' do this sh*t
How y'all n*ggas love that sh*t? Huh?
Outlaw! Shut the f*ck up!
Outlaw! Whatever n*gga!