Key: F# minor•
Verse 1
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Edi (talking)
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c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon... smoke
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it
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outlawz c'mon... yea... blood
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brothers c'mon
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intoduction to the out law lifestyle
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blood brothers ya know
hit the weed, get the drank
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edi... kastro... load up, put one in
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outlaw re cordz... please respect it
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here we go
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introduction to the outlawz lifestyle
Verse 2
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get the weed, get the drank
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turn the lights down
bang ya hood
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show ya tatts
let them niggaz know
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they crossed the
muthafuckin' line
and now they gotta go
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im with my family and i'm finna' light it
fuck yall niggaz
i cant see a damn thang
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but us dog
makaveli lives and shit i'm the
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fuckin proof
2nd generation thug life
who is you?
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hood to hood... out law
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please respect it
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we them niggaz gettin' helix
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when it get hectic
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well trained, smell game from a mile away
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get the bitch to the hide away right away
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edi - i - like a thief in the night
i rock her to sleep
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i put my piece thru the light
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we breathe thru the light
and we the strength for the strong
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keepin' it going
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yall muthafuckas hate cause you know
here we go
Kastro ()
i been a straight gutta
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nigga for all my life
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so... ghetto shit is all i like
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like loud mouth ho's
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foul mouth folks
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up 3 days straight
thuggin' in the same clothes
we scrap for a living
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trapped in this prison
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we take money- money
without asking permission
our hearts pump thug shit
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our blood drip fire
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the life of an outlaw
for swears to admire
the butchery,
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gun talk and money moves
the prophecy for young
thugs is born to loose
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walk in my shoes
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if you can you's a man
two hands on ya balls
these squares can't understand
daddy... raised me crazy
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an d now i'm worst
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down thursty for thug money
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i guess i'm cursed
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who woulda' knew... that...
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when the kid got big
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i'd be thugged out without giving a shit
i spit dues
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appears to me no school
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follow the leader
I'll lead ya
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we will not loose
im from a rotten deck
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from my cards i gotta stoppin' tek
no sweat... i demand respect
and respect you take
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you walk lightly, politely
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i do what's not right
like???? spike lee
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ain't nobody like me
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no need to look
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im down hard
i die hard
i think i'm hooked
Kastro ()
i been a straight gutta nigga for all my life
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so... gutta shit is all i like
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like loud mouth ho's
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foul mouth folks
up 3 days straight
thuggin' in the same clothes
we scrap for a living
trapped in this prison
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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
we... settin' up shop?? pac
til the death of me
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i hear ya back up in my head
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dont have to pressure me
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elevation, prepara tion
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'bout to take this over
'bout to get a face in this game
im mase over
tired of niggaz giving me the
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same run around
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you sellin' coke, shootin' the block
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you's a rapper pow
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nigga please spare me all the details
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me and mine gon' ball or see hell
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will we fail? nigga neva'
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i got a one shot deal
and dog it's so real
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im out here like whatever
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i could pay these bills or shoot to kill
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cause gutta shit is all i like
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bump a bitch in the day
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and we fuckin' at night (yeah)
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ghetto shit is all i love
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over packed clubs
and oversized dub's (shit)
22's, money rules in the life we lead
lifestyle of an outlaw. o.g
Kastro ()
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i been a straight gutta
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nigga for all my life
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so... ghetto shit is all i like
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like loud mouth ho's
foul mouth folks
up 3 days straight
D
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thuggin' in the same clothes
we scrap for a living
trapped in this prison
we take money- money
D
without asking permission
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our hearts pump thug shit
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our blood drip fire
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the life of an outlaw
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for swears to ad mire
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Ghetto shit, gutta shit nigga
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