| Outlaw, Outlaw
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| Uhh-uhh. |
| Yo give me some of that haze man. |
| That purple haze.
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| I don’t wanna smoke that fucking haze wit this wood no more.
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| Hydro. |
| Shit got my hydro tasting like smydro.
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| I’ma smoke a straight haze right now.(straight haze)
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| Pone roll up there. |
| ya heard me?
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| Yo Slaam roll up there ya heard me? |
| Ok Slaam. |
| Its like this yo…
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| (Noreaga)
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| Yo, yo Blood money is the anthem, its never a myth
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| I smoke weed and I get drunk, and ride with gifts
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| If I don’t roll, then my nigga Baby he just twist
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| He rolls Phillies and he busts the big the four-fifth
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| See shit change because I normally came
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| On the R train now me and 5 in the Range
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| We used to twist Phillies and fuck hoes, switch cars and trade guns
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| Them Queens niggaz then we landed in the millions
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| Iraq and the Bridge, the only difference is the buildings
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| The same crime rates and the same damn killings
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| A slice of pizza, and quarter water my juice
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| but now I’m Carhart and bullet proof is under my goose
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| and go to hell to that nigga that snitched on deuce
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| the curly-haired fro, I cut my hair but my beard grow
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| Yo where my beers go? |
| Send them right here yo Yo party’s over tell the rest of the crew
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| Stash the drugs, the guns go to sexon too
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| See me, all my life yo I had to sell drugs
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| While you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs
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| While you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs
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| (Chorus: Complexions)
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| We done had some time, I strive to get my shine
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| Upon them lives, slanging rocks cuz the world is mine
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| I look out for you, and you look out for me And we hold it down, you just wait and see
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| Platinum chains and Carti’frames and jewels
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| Now these broke niggaz start to act a fool
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| Don’t you know Thugged Out straight eat ya food
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| We keep guns on our sides, you know how dunn thugs do Cause I’ll be there with my thugs
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| I’ll be right here waiting on you
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| (Capone)
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| For my niggaz who bust pies
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| the customized fives
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| to the vals, to the railroaded trails I cuss cops
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| enough shots and any generation
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| I spit dead a plot in the making I ride for every thug in the basement
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| my soul is cuffed to the corner, every gate, every car table
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| every welcome to the hood sign
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| batting good times
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| Its on over the projects a dark cloud one sided
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| till death bitches burning in gossip
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| Its my turn to deposit
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| the real, the logic, no college
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| just dollars and criminal knowledge
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| me and my codies, pass? |
| rodies?
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| I flash mo’wheat, than cash Cody
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| Keep the mac on me When U stack niggaz act phony
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| shit in the ghetto, I spread love and shed blood
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| never swear to a dead thug
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| my name should be brough up in fame
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| never said in vain
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| Spread like a letter chain
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| In criminal slang.
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| We done had some time
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| I strive to get my shine
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| Upon them lives, slanging rocks cuz the world is mine
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| I look out for you, and you look out for me.
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| And we hold it down, you just wait and see
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| Platinum chains and? |
| cardy? |
| frames and jewells
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| Now these broke niggaz start act a fool
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| Don’t you know thugged out, straight eat ya food
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| We keep guns on our sides
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| You know how dunn thugs do Cuz I’ll be there with my thugs
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| I’ll be right here waiting on you.
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| (Beat fading away) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Queens , by - Capone-N-Noreaga. Song from the album The Reunion, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп