| Yo, I can see
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| That you obviously don’t know me or my homies
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| We O-U-T Lawz, fuck the phonies
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| A wise hustler once told me, it’s on you
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| Though it was dreams when he first told me Now it’s true
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| I got love for you only to a certain exstend
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| Niggas ain’t worth shit
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| Cops and ride dick permits
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| I heard this and heard that
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| About them O-U-T Lawz
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| Some of them soldiers got shot
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| Some of them soldiers fell off
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| Fuck yall now everybody tied to us Hollering out a nigga name
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| But never said what up That shit critical, dispicable, unforgiveable
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| I too like Hot ??
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| Your own fan won’t remember you
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| Thuggin but we still spriutual, clear lyrical
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| I’m like the fuckin Deff Squad
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| My ears ain’t hearin’yall
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| Pump fearin’yall
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| But damn I ain’t even wantin’to scare yall
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| Listen to what I tell yall
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| Fuck the world,
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| Your baby moms and your baby girl
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| You muthafuckas so fake,
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| Yo they made me wanna earl
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| Blake, hate snakes thug hatin the degree
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| Outlawz on a paper chase
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| Can you relate thug niggaz
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| (Napoleon Chorus)
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| We will never fall
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| Thru it all, we’ll always stand tall
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| Cause in the end we’ll be remembered as some young muthafucka soldiers
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| And if you believe in that shit that you heard
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| Y’all dont know us, y’all dont know us
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| (Napoleon)
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| Now I been trapped down
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| And fucked since day one
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| This industructional style of mine ain’t no fun
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| Where I’m from
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| You sure to see about 10 niggaz in a bedroom
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| Eating off the same spoon
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| Sweeping with the same broom
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| It’s hazard, it’s you don’t want yo life
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| Well give me grab it I was born inside a love zone
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| With a glock-nine young marriage
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| It’s critical
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| Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious
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| With a heart full of anger it’s so redicilous
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| So give me some with 21-gun soldier salute
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| With a 19-inch black handle snake knife in my boots
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| I’m straight from the strong, thug to your life
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| Right to yo wrong, I’ll put the good to your evil
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| I’m the shells to your chrome, you dig that?
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| I’m life, I’ll bring the moon to your night
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| I’ll put the dick to your wife
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| And I’m the Jesuz of your Christ
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| You dig that? |
| respect this
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| I’ll bring the end to your claw
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| I’ll bring the loc to your heart
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| And I’ll put the snoop on yo dogs
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| You hear me?
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| We follow, this little bullet so hollow
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| I can promise that estacy ain’t promised tomorrow
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| With this two man mades
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| Me and my soul death astrayed
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| I watch my parents get blowed away
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| Now look what it made
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| I’m something to face
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| This ludacy then with me, then with chemistry
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| Got my eyes on you, the first time you cross me
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| I’ll be frying you, cause y’all don’t know me
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| (Young Noble Chorus)
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| We will never fall
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| Thru the war, we’ll always stand tall (Why)
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| Cause in the end we’ll be remembered as some young muthafucka soldiers
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| When we was kids, the loving felt good
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| But of course have the respect
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| Though it’s even better
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| Now for this chedder
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| Niggaz is laying deader
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| Then Malcom and Martin put together
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| Oh Lord only knows where we’ll end up Remember what Pac said
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| Watch the fuckin signs
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| But we wasn’t listening
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| Too busy trippin off his shine
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| Now one time for my muthafuckin’Outlawz
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| Napoleon, Noble, and Kastro
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| May we all roll
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| And if you don’t know
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| We got the rap game petro
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| Scared cause we bout to release
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| Like heavy metal
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| Nationwide, underground
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| We running the ghettos
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| Stealing all of ya fan base like we kleptos
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| Bitch I can’t let go I been strugglin’too long, thuggin’too long
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| And niggaz is stealing my shit
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| And busting it wrong
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| Hot shots holla back when you get 'em
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| Outlawz’ll sic 'em, bustin back at the system
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| Military wisdom
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| Preparing myself for armegeddom
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| Breaking my balls at this game
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| Knowing it’s a dead end
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| And my only weapon
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| Is my believe that I’m superior
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| Yeah we the muthafuckas
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| That you niggaz is liery off
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| Controling my steam
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| Knowing my team to deserve more
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| Fuck the reframe
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| Stick to the game and earn more
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| Holding my head, rolling the head with focus
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| Laughing inside
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| Cause deep inside y’all don’t know us
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| (Young Noble Chorus)
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| We will never fall
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| Thru it all, we’ll always stand tall (Why)
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| Cause in the end we’ll be remembered as some young muthafucka soldiers
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| And if you believe in that shit that you heard
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| Y’all dont know us, y’all dont know us We will never fall (Never)
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| Thru the war, we’ll always stand tall
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| Cause in the end we’ll be remembered as some young muthafucka soldiers
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| And if you believe in that shit that you heard
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| Y’all dont know us, y’all dont know us
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| (E.D.I Talking)
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| Ain’t never know niggaz like us boy
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| They don’t make niggaz like us no more
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| Thug in Peace. |
| to all my niggaz (Never)
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| See ya soon. |
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