Outside (2015) lyrics

[Produced by Travis Barker]

[Chorus: Mvrcus Black]
Okay, now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
When I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
When I come outside
And if you looking for the hoes f*ck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
When they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a n*gga gotta come outside
Gotta come outside

[Verse 1: The Game & E-40]
Heard a gunshot, walked up out
My motherf*cking door, what's happening with all this madness?
What n*ggas got going on to make me jump up off this Madden
In my Gucci flip-flops, tan khakis, n*ggas sagging
n*ggas pulled up on me, matte black G wagon
I'm like sh*t, the fo' fif's still in the house
And usually n*ggas shoot from where you from, come out they mouth
Got a n*gga heart beating like a cutlass truck
But my mama raised a G and she don't f*ck with punks
n*ggas rolled down the window, couldn't tell who it was
Waving off the chronic smoke, is they Blood or Cuz?
Haha, it's my little cousin Jordan and he's solid
We went up last night, n*gga said he forgot his wallet
We was bumping E-40, yeah, that Hurricane
Went through ten or twelve bottles of that Sluricane
We had six white b*tches and a gang of weed
You know them blonde hair, blue eyes, they aim to please
[Chorus: Mvrcus Black]
Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
When I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
When I come outside
And if you looking for the hoes f*ck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
When they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a n*gga gotta come outside
Gotta come outside

[Verse 2: The Game & Lil' Eazy-E]
I was dipping down Greenleaf, swerving and I seen my n*gga E
What's cracking Cuz? I ain't seen you in a week
Where you going fool? Compton college to pick this b*tch up
We both in Impalas, make the motherf*cker hiccup
Now bounce, rock, roller skate
'Cause we done f*cked every b*tch in the Golden State
Now tell me, how many b*tches wanna f*ck this n*gga?
Stuff di*k in her stomach until that butt get bigger
And we both f*ck Kianna, you ain't know that though
She put a hole in the condom, I don't know that hoe
Conversating with my n*gga at this long ass light
Made a left at Alameda, Eazy bust that right
I'm gone Cuz! Aight, hit a switch and I'm outie
Back to the westside, that's where Dr. Dre found me
Pull up on Cedar, then I put it in park
Now take yo ass in the house before it get too dark
[Chorus: Mvrcus Black]
Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
When I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
When I come outside
And if you looking for the hoes f*ck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
When they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a n*gga gotta come outside
Gotta come outside

[Verse 3: The Game & Mvrcus Black]
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh, n*gga hopped out that rag and smelled the oohwee
My little n*gga Marcus just pulled up from the I-E
Cup full of Henny, n*ggas gone off that YG
Told 'em take a fade little n*gga saying Why Me?
If he jump up I'm with it, anybody can get it
Mayweather with the right, bop-bop, head splitted
'Cause n*gga I'm from the Murda and I don't even bang
You got your ass knocked out, which one of you n*ggas is Game?
'Cause you f*ckin' my cousin, she don't like it, I don't either
Take all that bass out your voice, homeboy this is Cedar
My bad Chuck, let a n*gga hit the weed
Nah, take this quarter piece and drop it off in the trees
Watch the Fruits though, tell that n*gga Soo Woo though
You can take the rag, don't get a scratch on my coupe though
And watch the Palmers they ain't tryin' to hear no truce though
Non-affiliated, still a shooter like Kukoc
[Chorus: Mvrcus Black]
Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
When I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
When I come outside
And if you looking for the hoes f*ck with me I'ma tell you when they come outside
When they come outside
And all the homies on the block all day so yeah a n*gga gotta come outside
Gotta come outside

[Outro: Ricky Harris]
Yo this your man, DJ EZ-Dicc, I'm about to be out of here
Up next you got my man Z-Boy Fro and, uh, he's gonna hit ya'll off with this Battlecat joint
Ya'll suck it easy right here on the station that fades 'em all
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